#Wilbur soot x yn

[ax-y10]

✮ knock ✮

in which- you have a fear of showing too much of your own skin due to past dreams and coincidences, but wilbur is there to help.

chapter info- mentions of private areas, mentions of fears, descriptions of nudity, descriptions of past situations, just a vent fic essentially

a/n- i made this as a sort of vent/coping mechanism because i needed to get this out somewhere to make myself feel better so here you go

pronouns- none (you/yours)

masterlist-

you're sat in your boyfriend's bedroom, a frown present on your face and hot tears running down your face. maybe this wasn't worth getting so worked up about but it reminded you too much of years ago.

when you were in grade five, you'd had a dream where you were naked at school, beginning your fear of being judged by everyone. a year later in grade six, you had another dream about being naked at school, and that heightened your fear, if not hatched your fear of showing skin.

to make things worse, you've had multiple occasions where someone you know, whether it be family or close friends, has walked in on you changing, ultimately making your fear of showing skin ten times worse.

you'd swear that you would rather die than show skin to anyone in close relation to you. if you had to do one thing before you died, showing skin was the last on that list. it was your last resort, barely that. showing skin was never an option for you.

you'd been pressured by beauty standards, peer pressure, and wanting to seem more confident that once you did finally show a tiny bit of skin, it all went haywire, and every girl you walked past gave you weird stares or even just laughed at you as you walked past. you were never and never will be known for showing skin. you'll always be known as the girl who has self-esteem issues, hates showing skin. the amount of times you've been called a pick-me for the way you dress has you fuming at the statement.

and now, your boyfriend accidentally walking in on you showering has sent you back into a horrible spiral of worries and concerns and fears, breaking down into hysterics on his bed.

did wilbur know you were sobbing in his bedroom? no. he was in the kitchen cooking dinner for you both. were you desperately trying to calm yourself down without wilbur's help? yes, and it sure as hell wouldn't work with him not there.

"darling?" his voice from the other side of the door startled you enough to break you out of whatever bad thoughts were strangling your head.

"i have dinner," he'd state, before the handle of the door slowly starts turning.

"no! not yet. give me a second!" you yelled from his bed, scurrying into his bathroom and throwing on one of his sweaters he'd left in there for you.

it was silent. at least on the outside of his room. inside however? your mental rambling had started back up again and was attacking you.

a minute passed. two minutes passed. three minutes passed. five minutes passe-

"sweetheart, i'm gonna come in. something's wrong,"

his large figure in the doorway was inching it's way towards you, causing you to move back with each of his steps.

"oh, my love, what's wrong?" fuck. he'd caught on.

you were silent. all your communication skills were out the window.

"c'mere" his voice soft, calm, and collected rang through your ears.

and before you could blink, your head was nuzzled in his neck, your arms tightening around his shoulders as you clung to him, you legs bent uncomfortably underneath you, and your tears soaking into his shoulder.

he was happy to stay there all night if you needed, happy to let you cry it out, happy to listen, happy to talk. as long as you were okay.

"knock before you walk into the bathroom if i'm in there, please?"

"no problem, darling. have some pasta and rest easy and you can talk about it more if needed when you wake up, alright?" he paused, took a deep breath, and continued., "i'm right here, always. i'll stay with you tonight, okay? i love you,"

and all you can remember was the warmth of his arms before you fell asleep.

[joviepog]

EEE HI JOVIE again i love love your writing and im so glad youve been enjoying my stuff!! anyway, sweet and simple request-- wilbur and reader having an at home dinner night :)) (if u wanna make it silly tommy could be their "waiter" LMAO)

much love !!

EEK I LOVEE THIS IDEA! ITS SO SIMPLE BUT SO GOOD AHHHHHH

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Lovely night

Who: Wilbur x f!reader

Warnings: i dont think there is anything but if there is just let me know!

Pronouns: She / they

Word count: I have no clue

Requests: @poraphia

Anything’s else: I actually liked how this turned out! thanks for the idea lovely requester!

This story is NOT proofread

Listen to this while you read! <3

Both you and Wilbur aren’t the richest people around. For you, this was absolutely fine. But for Wilbur?

Well, Wilbur is just a bit disappointed about not being able to spoil you as much as he wants. Since you both have met, he’s been obsessed with getting you little gifts and taking you to cute dates. But what he really wants to do is to be able to take you to the fancy restaurant down the street from your guy’s apartment.

He’s told you about this little problem of his and you cant help but giggle every time he mentions it. The conversation always ends with a kiss on the cheek and the same six words. “Wil, i dont need all that!” But lately he wont stop talking about it. He’s been daydreaming about you in a fancy dress and him in a fancy tux. Not the old cheep one he has for all those dumb occasions. No, he wants to be able to give you a bouquet of roses and a ring that means forever. But most of all, he wants to make you happy.

You’ve noticed that this was starting to get to him. Every time you got home he would give you a kiss and a hug -per usual- then he would start talking about this dress he saw on twitter and how beautiful it would look on you. “And that dress would be perfect for that restaurant!” And every time you say that you dont need all that, he looks like a kid being rejected of a puppy.

And so, you set up a plan. While he was gone on tour, you saved up, took cooking classes, and learned how to do your best makeup possible. You called him up one night, “Hi Wil! Are you busy?” There was a slight pause and he spoke quietly, “No, i just have to be quiet.” You gave a soft laugh and spoke quietly. “I just wanted to make sure i have the right day for when your coming back.” He raised an eyebrow and smirked, “Why?” You pouted, “Why? What, I can’t miss my boyfriend?”

He apologized at least 100 times before he woke Joe up. You said hi to Joe and hung up. “I love you Wil. See you soon?” You asked with a smile. “See you soon.” You hung up and silence fell on the room. You had 1 more week. You bought the dress he had mentioned 1,000 times, you made sure Tommy was free, and you made sure the house was clean. You were ready.

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“I’m two hours away.” he spoke and you could hear the boys in the back teasing him.

you fake sighed, “I guess i’ll just wait here. all alone, and sad, and-“

he stopped you, “Yeah i’ll try to hurry up.”

“No take your time, darling.”

he sighed, “All i want to do is get home and hug you.”

“Aweeee.” you put another fake eyelash on, “I miss you too baby.”

“Wilbur! The taxy is here!”

you laughed and he scoffed, “I’ll see you soon darling.”

“See you soon.” you hung up and looked at yourself in the mirror. you looked amazing. you hair was fixed, and the dress fit nicely just like wilbur said it would. everything was perfect.

2 hours: Tommy got there with a suit and a tie that was ties badly

1 hour 30 minutes: You and tommy set the table and clean the house. you fail to figure out how to tie tommy’s tie

1 hour: you start dinner and Tommy calls phil to help him tie his tie.

30 mins: you finish up dinner and you get out wilbur’s favorite wine

20 mins: you double check everything for 10 minutes

10 mins: you wake up Tommy from his nap and cehck to make sure you look good.

5 mins: you triple check that you look okay and you serve the food.

1 minute: You light the candles

0 mins: You hear a knock.

“Is that him?!?” you say with a cheerful smile. Tommy smiles, “No it’s the mailman.” he jokes. you roll your eyes and open the door. Wilbur has the biggest smile on his face and he’s holding flowers. You close the door behind you, not wanting to ruin the surprise, and jump into his arms. he gives you small kisses all around your face and neck; your giggling at his touch. he finally lets you go and you were so excited to see his reaction.

His eyes widen at the sight of you in the dress and he begins to ask questions. “YN? Where did you-“ you stopped him and grabbed his arm, interlocking your arm in his. you yelled out to tommy, “Ready!” tommy opens the door and the smell of delicious food swept through the door.

The sight of warm lighting and wine glasses were shows on the small table. Warm jazz music was playing and you couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of Wilbur. His mouth was agape and his eyes completely widened. He turned to look at Tommy, who had his hair slicked back and a napkin on his arm (still holding the door open he cleared his throat.) “Welcome Mr. Gold and Ms. LN. I have your table ready right over there. He nudged his head towards the table and you and Wilbur walked in. Tommy quickly close the door and pulled out the chairs for both you and Wilbur.

Wilbur sat down, still in shock, and looked at his plate. Tommy spoke up, “You see, we already served you food because your girlfriend here, preordered. Wilbur laughed and Tommy grabbed the wine glass. “Tell me when to stop.” He started to pour the wine and Wilbur told him to stop about halfway, you did the same.

“Anything else?” Tommy asked.

“That’ll be all. Thank you.” Tommy winked at you and nodded his head. As he walked away you turned back to Wilbur. “So?” His mouth is still slightly open but soon enough, his cheeky smile appeared back on his face.

“Well, i feel like I’m a bit underdressed.” You both laughed and spent the rest of the night talking while Tommy took photos of both of you.

What a lovely night.

[deadqueerboys]

id like a wilbur soot x gn!reader where theyre in a car together wilbur is driving and reader in the passenger seat keeps on touching is crotch but hes like "we cant do this" because she just freshly turned 18 but she ends up convincing him like "i wont tell" and they end up fucking anyway....😭

i dont know if you write things like this if not just ignore it

pretty pleaseeeeeee with a cherry on top!🍒

Road - Wilbur x Reader

(small, nsfw)

As I told you guys, I've been dealing with my own stuff. I'm sorry for not writing so much.

How much time again? 1 hour? 2 hours? It doesn't matter. It's been a while since Y/n is at the car with Wilbur. Her headphones are uncharged, and her phone doesn't work. She has nothing to distract her, and it's actually stressful! She even thought about talking with her friend Will, but he just says 'focus on the road' or whatever, something that a dad would say. It got her even more pissed off. Suddenly, she has an idea..

"What? No! Y/n, no!" Wilbur slaps her hand, even knowing that his cock is already slightly horny for such a younger girl want him. But he couldn't.. she's just a fresh meat.. one that he kept thinking since they knew each other, even before she turned 18. He treats her like a dog, and she always follows within.

"Don't treat me like a child!" She rolls her eyes and looks at the road. Some minutes pass by, and she touches him again with a smirk on her face. At this time, Wilbur doesn't stop her. His dick is hard like a rock. He even thinks about putting her hand even closer to where he wants.

"I- alright, I won't treat you like a child, but that's-" He moans as she grabs his cock. "No, no.." Wilbur closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. "That's.. not.. fair." He humps his hips against her hands, some of the other drivers honking at him. For a bare moment, Wilbur takes his hands out of the steering wheel, grabbing Y/n's hair and putting her face close to his crotch. "You're literally a baby girl, i guess you never did it before, huh?" He chuckles.

[joviepog]

Sorry i didnt see this!

My favorite fan fiction I’ve ever made is probably My sleepy wilbur one or my Tommy cuddles fic. I think they are both my most popular but they were genuinely fun to write -Even if they were short! Though really i like most of the fics i write since they are almost always sitting in my head for days lolz XD

/Tags ᰔ/ @ax-y10 @alyssys @lanaxoxoxoxoxox @lillylvjy @merakiwi /Tags ᰔ/

, thread time !!

im a little bored, so lets start a thread!

fanfiction writers, whats your favorite fanfiction you've ever written?

mine would probably be my "why can't i get you out of my head?" 2 part series, go read it! (part 1, part 2)

tags:

@gaytoadwithapopsicle @saturnhas82moons @heiijoy @stxr-luvv @canonically-a-genloser @catswithroses

if youre one of the few who got tagged , answer the question and tag some other of your writer moots! please reblog this rather than replying. thanks! <3

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

[moontheanon]

Maybe

By 🌙

Warnings: mention of murder and killing.

Who?: Yandere Wilbur x YN

Requests: Nope!

What is this Moon?: this is the start to my new series! This is my apology letter for not being as active!

Are you available for requests?: Yes and No. You can send but it might not get done. :(

Anything else?: YBF (your best friend)

Side notes?: This is gonna become my new series so i hope you guys enjoy!

“Maybe im stupid for killing him.Maybe I’m stupid for even thinking that i could do it without getting caught! But that doesn’t matter! We can still be in love! Just give me a chance!”

“You’re crazy…”

“Oh but, my love im not!”

“Oh, you definitely are.”

She started to walk backwards slowly, but as she stepped back, i’d step forward.

“No! I just wanted to make sure you wouldn’t replace me!”

“So you decided to kill him?!?”

“Well, in lack of better words, yes!”

“You’re insane!”

“Psh.”

“I don’t get it! Replace you in what, Wil?!?”

“Well my darling,” i placed my hand on her soft cheek before sliding down my hand. Oh how the color of blood suited her.

“I just wanted to make sure you would never replace my love.”

She stepped away from my touch,

“I cant believe you did this.”

“Darling-“

“GET AWAY FROM ME!!!”

“Darling please.” I walked in a slow pace as she walked frantically, “You’re overreacting!”

“Overreacting?!? You just killed someone!”

I sighed in exhaustion. We’ve already been over this! It was for my love and nothing else. And frankly if she doesn’t like that…

“Maybe i Should kill you to my love!”

She stopped in shock. Her eyes widened in such a lovely way.

“WHAT?!?” -Her voice screeching

I hummed to myself.

“If you don’t want to love me for what I’ve done, which i see as a reasonable thing to do, i should just kill you! Plus you already know about this and i don’t really want to go to jail.”

“Wait…”

“I’ll give you 15 seconds my love.”

“Wil please!”

“15…14…”

“WILLIAM!”

“Fine i’ll cut it short!”

She turned around as i pulled out my gun.

“1.”

Gunshot

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“Yeah i’m not gonna do that.”

“Awe c’mon! Its just a dare!”

“Yeah but i don’t know him.”

“That’s the point! Now go!”

~

“GO YN! RUN!”

~

“Huh?”

“Girl, i said go!”

“Oh yeah.”

“You good YN?”Her face darkened and her voice suddenly became hushed.

“Yeah i think so.”

“Good!” She exclaimed, going back to normal, “Now go!”

“Uh-“

She pushed me all across the room before deciding to sit me right next to the new kid.

He was tall, as most boys are in high school, and he was handsome. He had brown curly hair that had some sort of fluff to it, along with some dusky brown eyes. He wore a plain button-up shirt with black pants. All this pared with some nice doc martins with burgundy socks.

He was a handsome fellow! But would I ever admit that? Probably not!

As i stared at him, he stared right back. Well, kind of.

He stared at me, to YBF, and right back at me.

“M’k see ya!” YBF ran right across the room all the way to the restroom. Leaving me with New Kid.

We stood there awkwardly for a couple of seconds before i made the first move.

“So uhhhh…”

He turned around to continue walking before i stopped in front of him.

“My name’s YN LN!”

He gave me a cold stare.

“What’s your name New Kid?”

“William.”

“Willaim?”

He stared into my eyes, “Yeah.”

“Are you from Britain?”

“Uh-“

“You have a pretty accent!”

“Thanks. You’re in my class aren’t you? Why don’t you know my name?”

“Well, what class are you in?”

“The one that had Mrs. Burn for 1st period.”

“Oh yeah that’s my class.”

He gave me a disapproving look which meant i needed to apologize.

“Im sorry! I don’t really pay attention you know.”

He stared at me a tad bit more. He gives me an eery feeling that even i can’t pinpoint. Next thing I know the bell rung and the headmaster yelled at us.

“Break’s done! C’mon!”

All the kids started running in a regular stampede.

“Imma call you New Kid.”

“Please no.”

YBF waved me over and it was my signal to go.

“Bye New Kid!”

“My name is William!”

I skipped away as he yelled at me before meeting YBF by my locker.

“How was the new kid?”

I pulled out books for my next period,

“Weird.”

“Eh.” She shrugged, “Expected.”

“Second day of school and we are already off to a bad start.”

She fake gasped, putting her hand on her chest hardly as if she couldn’t breath,

“Why would you say that?!?”

“Well, we weren’t prepared for the rain, we can barely open our lockers, and that New Kid is already not a fan if us.”

I put the last book in my bag and closed my locker. YBF put her hands down in a miserable way that I couldn’t explain.

“I’m just trying to have fun YN! And its not like I can control the rain.” Her face scrunched up and her hands hit her hips.

“I don’t know what that New Kid did to you but you’re acting different.”

I sighed and put my backpack over my shoulder. When i turned around she blocked me from moving anywhere besides in front of her.

I took a deep sigh before looking at her eyes.

“I’m sorry YBF. I don’t know what’s gotten over me.”

I paused and wiggled my way through her and skipped a bit more.

“Here! Lets skip in the rain.”

“Nuh Uh! I just curled my hair this morning!” She exclaimed.

I ran to her and grabbed her hand.

“YN!?” She paused for a second, “YN!!!”

I ran into the rain with her in hand. I giggled and splashed in some puddles.

“Ugh YN!!!” She whined and opened her umbrella.

“You’re so annoying!”

“Psh! You’re fine! C’mon lets go to class.”

“Fine. But if you do that again i will personally kill you.”

“Oh pish posh.” I swayed my hand in the air. “You love me!~”

“Nope.”

“Yup!”

She stopped talking and looked at me, annoyed, “Just a little.”

I waved her off in a knowing way and walked to my next class, separating ways from YBF.

@gaytoadwithapopsicle

[haunted-headset]

WILBUR MEETING YN AT A VINYL STORE.

Thats it. THATS THE REQUEST 🤭

HOLY SHIT!!!! MY FIRST ASK!!!! YES!!!!

☆ We Fell in Love in October ☆

Summary: You work at a vinyl store near Wilbur Soot's apartment. One day, he comes in & asks you where a specific vinyl is. You compliment his shirt. He compliments your voice. & the rest is history.

Pairing: Cc!Wilbur x gn!reader

Warnings: swearing, mentions of soulmates

Word count: 556

Genre: Fluff

Tags: @joviepog (mutuals/followers, let me know if you want to be tagged in the next one!)

A/N: Thank you so much for requesting this! Sorry if it isn't good :p

You exhaled softly as you stared at the clock in the vinyl store. 7:45 pm. 15 minutes until closing time. Thank God.

"Maybe I'll be able to get off of work early," you mumbled to yourself.

& that's when he came in.

He was a tall man, with perfect chocolate brown curls & a gorgeous face. He had simple glasses & a guitar on his back. He looked very out of breath.

"Are you still open?" he asked, breathing heavily. He had a lovely British accent that sounded like music to your ears, like a song that you would play all day every day for a week straight.

"Yeah," you said with a smile. "What can I help you with?"

He smiled softly & said, "Do you have any Los Campesinos vinyls?"

You nodded. "Right over here." You walk over to where the Los Campesinos vinyls are. You motioned toward his Arctic Monkeys shirt. "I like your shirt, by the way."

He smiled again. He had such a gorgeous smile. "Really? You like Arctic Monkeys?" He sounded so giddy & it killed you.

You nodded. "They're one of my favorite bands. I got to see them live once. The lead singer's kind of an asshole."

He laughed. "I've heard that he was a jerk." He paused before saying, "You have a really nice voice, by the way. That probably sounds weird as fuck, but your voice is really lovely."

You felt your cheeks heat up & you smiled. "Thank you. Your voice is nicer, though."

He laughed again. You could listen to him laugh all day. "Your voice is nicer."

You laughed. His smile got wider.

"You have a really nice smile, too," he said. "& a very nice laugh."

You laughed again, not entirely sure what else to do. He laughed with you. You both stood there for a moment before he turned over to the vinyls & grabbed the one he wanted. Breaking the silence, he asked, "What's your favorite Artic Monkeys song?"

At the same time, you both said, "My personal favorite is Do Me a Favour." He laughed, covering his mouth with his hand.

"We're practically soulmates at this point," he said jokingly.

"Are you flirting with me?" you replied with a smirk & a raised brow.

"Maybe," he said with a shrug & a smile.

You chuckled & walked over to the counter. "Ready to check out?" He nodded & placed the vinyl on the table. You told him the price & he paid, leaving a few extra dollars in the tip jar. When he asked for a receipt, you quickly wrote something on the empty space on the receipt.

"Bye...what what your name?" the man asked.

"Y/n," you said. "What's your name?"

"Wilbur," he said. "Wilbur Soot."

"Well, I'll see you around, Wilbur Soot," you smiled. He returned the smile as he walked out. As he walked out, you smiled to yourself, knowing that he'd like what you wrote on the receipt.

As Wilbur walked home, he looked down at his receipt & his face flushed. At the bottom of the receipt, Y/n had written "Call me <3" with their number below it. He knew that he was going to call them tomorrow for sure. & come to the vinyl shop again.

& the rest was history.

[2braincellslz]

can we get a list of the queue and the requests 🤭

YES, OFCOURSE!

This is in no particular order and the names arnt set in stone <3

Also, not all of these are requested.

Some of the ones from my last list have been scrapped. If you were looking forward to one and it isnt listed here, send in a Request or DM me and I'll do it :]

Carry a Kit, Now:

Steve Harrington x Fem!reader: after a major fight with the Demagorgan, YN and Steve fix up eachother wounds. Fluff, soft, comfort.

Your In Love With Who?:

Eddie Brock x Venom (cope). Eddie is trying to explain to Annie his complicated relationship with Venom to witch, Annie dose not understand but supports. The only problem is Venom keeps interrupting Eddie. Fluff(?), comedy.

Better Late Then Never:

Billy hargrove x male!reader. YN is on vacation in Cali (he wanted to bring Billy but Neil wouldn't let him) and he was still on vacation on Billy's birthday. Once YN gets back they share a very soft moment togather. Fluff; it's just really cute.

Maybe Just Handshake:

Jschlatt & fem!reader. Schlatt and YN hang out all the time. They run in to eachother at Wilburs New Years party. Wilbur practically dragged Schlatt here and then left him. Yn also wasnt having a great time. They get up to some trouble and just shake hands on new years countdown.

HANDS OFF, SHITLIPS:

Max x YN and Billy x fem!YN. (MAX AND BILLY FIGHT OVER YN. GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF THE GUTTER) Max and Billy fall for the same girl and fight over her.

Date Night:

Cc!Punz x Cc! Foolish x Masc!yn. Yall go out for a nightly drive, go to a comedy show, and then lose Foolish.

Sh, Sleep...:

Dad!schlatt & kid!masc!reader. Yn is having a hard time sleeping. He asks his dad, schlatt, if he can stay the night with him. Schlatt, being the good dad he his, comforts his son.

Where Love Is:

Jason Vorhees x Masc!reader. Jason has been suffering in silence recently. He worrys that you are with him out of pity or something. You help him feel better.

Love Like Ink:

Eddie Munson x Male!reader. Yn and eddie really want to get matching tattoos. They finally decided to combine their two favorite bands and tattoo eachother.

Listen To Me:

Bucky Barns x male!YN. Yn lost his voice on one of the missions with the avengers in a rather traumatic experience. He ans his Boyfriend, Bucky, work togather to help eachother move forward until one night when Bucky wake up from a nightmare.

My Eyes, Not His:

Billy Hargrove x Fem!reader. Neil is in jail. Thank God. And now YN and Billy are working togather to heal Billy's trauma.

Skipping to Avoid Him:

Billy hargrove x Fem!reader. Billy has been picking on YN for quite some time but one day YN dosnt show up to school. Billy takes it apon himself to find out why.

Because I Promised:

Cc!Schlatt & teen!masc!reader. Schlatt joined the DSMP because he made a promise to his best friend, Wilbur. Yn joined the DSMP because he made a promise to his best friend Tommy.

No More Demons:

Steve Harrington x fem!reader. Yn and Steve have always been the parents of the friend group, more or less against their own will. Now, that everything has settled down they have to deal with the consequences of taking on all that stress.

Skip To My Loue:

Eddie Munson x GN!southern!Reader. Eddie admits to his partner that he really doesn't know how to dance. Well, good thing his partner dose.

All is Fair in Love and Politics:

Wilbur soot & Jschlatt. Wilbur comes back to Manburg, throwing his pride out the window, the beg Schlatt to let Tommy back in to Manburg. Schlatt takes pitty on his old friend .

[hewinked]

no because how has this timeline evolved but like

I made this post because thats the pipeline i went threw,

and then i went on to other fandoms over time and then suddenly everybody I subsribed to on ao3 for their fics in the previous fandoms

also starts posting for the new fandoms im reading for.

anyways, new pipeline order is gravity falls, my hero, dream smp, danny phantom, then danny phantom and dc, then just dc, then dc and spiderman, then plain spiderman.

(after this is just me ranting honestly skip the rest of this post i just spent too long writing it out to delete it)

special shoutouts/commenary because i feel pressured to after bringing certain fandoms up:

DSMP:

its been revealed wilbur soot is a shitty person and i always thought he was sus so i feel happy but also sad because this is still very shitty, but ive also been out of that fandom since the dream drama because i knew this would happen.

GRAVITY FALLS:

I am a past shipper of bill cipher and yn characters. im not poud but i have little regret over it.

MY HERO:

I feel the need to confess that even though i read alot of my hero fanfictions and could recite the first 3 seasons to you word for word almost, I have never watched more than the first 4 eps because i thought it was too cop show coded im sorry.

Danny phantom:

politely, danny phantom i think needs to take a lil step back from dc crossovers for a little while, theyre started to sound like a broken record.

DC:

every 2 seconds someone tells me about something crappy a character did in a comic from like 1980 and honestly what does that have to do with me? theres too many versions of these guys to give a damn what every single one of them did.

dc and spiderman crossovers:

fuck dude what did you put in this godamn pizza and why does it taste like a perfectionary tailored to my tastes

(black matter by mysterycyclone has gotten to me and many others)

and then finally ig plain old marvel spider man fans:

theres honestly nothing to complain about so far but

gotta admit you guys are way more into deadpool x spiderman than i thought you were

thats my bad though i underestimated you guys i shoulda known

the gravity falls to my hero academia to dream smp to danny phantom and DC pipeline is crazy

really tho how many times am i gonna click on an author in the Phandom and find out they used to write for these specific fandoms

[smelted-applejuice]

Vows

Pairing(s): cc!Wilbur Soot x Reader Desc: Wilbur and [YourName]’s wedding day <3 Word Count: 1.3k Pronouns: she/her

@allywritesforfun​‘s request where they wanted a fluffy!Wilbur soot x reader based off the (sad) song Loving & Losing <3

(side note, i have zero idea how to change the gender to they/them as i described a gown and used ‘bride’ often, this oneshot will be changed to they/them as soon as i learn how to fix everything!)

[YourName] admired herself in the mirror, the trail of her wedding gown laying on the floor behind her. She couldn’t help but hold her flustered face and smile. Kristin came up behind her and gently placed the wedding veil snug in her hair. “Thank you” [YourName] said, her voice slightly shaking from nerves. Kristin smiled “Anything to make this day perfect for you” she replied, placing her hands on [YourName]’s shoulders and pressing her cheek against hers.

“Wilbur will cry when he sees you,” Kristin whispered, smiling at the reflection in the mirror, “You look beautiful, dear,” Kristin gushed. [YourName] glanced around the room where the other women stood prepping for the wedding. Niki assisted in putting flowers in Tubbo’s hair. He had agreed to take on the ‘flower girl’ role, so he wore a cream colored suit to match your white lacy gown. His tie was lacy ivory color to match the suit, pants, and jacket along with the white button-up under it.

“You make a handsome flower girl, Tubbo” [YourName] laughed, walking over to Nikki and Tubbo. “Why, thank you, [YourName]. You make a pretty bride,” he said with a smile on his face. “Thank you, Tubbo,” [YourName] said sweetly, moving on to the other girls in the room. Since she was done, she assisted with getting everyone else ready.

Before she knew it, Phil was knocking on her door, signalling that it was time to get married.

On Wilbur’s side of the venue, he was panicked. He patted down his jacket and pants before doing the same to the others in the room. Tommy groaned as he watched the taller male frantically searching for something. “What did you lose, Wilbur?” Tommy asked. “I lost the wedding ring!” Wilbur yelled in response. Tommy just stood there with his eyes wide. “How do you lose something so important?!” the young blonde questioned his friend.

“I don’t know!” Wilbur shouted, his stress getting the best of him. “Sorry, sorry..” Tommy said, throwing his hands up and backing away from him. Phil returned from taking a brief walk around the venue, making sure everything was in place. “What’s happening here?” he asked, shutting the door behind him. “I lost [YourName]’s ring!” Wilbur said, panic laced in his voice. “Have you checked all your pockets?” Phil asked. “Yes, I have. And my bag!” Wilbur cried. “Have you asked Floris?” Philza asked. Wilbur snapped his fingers at the suggestion.

“YOU!” he yelled, rushing up to Fundy after tracking him down. [YourName] and Will wanted to include their friends in the wedding as much as possible, so Fundy was going to be the ring bearer. “Yes?” Fundy asked. “Do you happen to have the rings yet?” Wilbur asked nervously, playing with his sleeve. “Dude, I literally asked you if I could have the rings and you went ‘yeah, fox boy, go ahead!’ How did you forget already?” Fundy asked his friend, nudging him in a joking manner. Wilbur let out a breath of relief, finally finding the ring. “I’m sorry, I was just losing my mind a little bit,” he said, rubbing his temples.

Soon, it was time for the wedding.

Wilbur got in his place, clearing his voice as he watched the bridesmaids begin to walk down the aisle with the groomsmen. The suspense that was being built was intense. He was too excited to see his beautiful, beautiful [YourName] in all of her glory. Everything was perfect as it was meant to be… Well, if you didn’t count the stress of looking for the rings. After the bridesmaids and groomsmen got in their places, Tubbo and Fundy came hopping down the aisle.

Fundy walked, holding the rings carefully on the plush pillow while Tubbo took handfuls of flower petals, throwing them onto the ground and at the people who had come to witness the wedding. He was more than happy to play this role in the wedding, a huge smile on his face as he bounded down the aisle.

Moments prior, Phil knocked on [YourName]’s door with Tommy next to him. “We went over this, you can’t act up. This is being recorded. There are no redos on this wedding,” Phil explained to the teenager beside him. Tommy rolled his eyes and nodded, “I get that, I know. Walk [YourName] down the aisle, and then take a seat next to Wilbur’s mum,” Tommy said, going over what he had to do.

Kristin opened the door and smiled. “She’s all ready!” she cooed, revealing [YourName] to the boys. [YourName] held white, blue, and yellow flowers as she looked up at the boys. “Hey, are we all ready?” she questioned the speechless males. “Y-Yeah!” Tommy said, stepping aside and offering his arm. [YourName] giggled and took it. Kristin and Phil walked down the aisle, Kristen offering [YourName] a sweet smile before she went out of sight.

[YourName] sighed out as she heard the song she chose to walk down the aisle to. “You ready?” Tommy asked, patting his friend’s arm. [YourName] nodded, and so the two began to walk down the aisle. Tommy and [YourName] walked through the open doors with bright smiles on their faces. Wilbur couldn’t help but start to tear up as his beautiful love walked toward him. Tommy and [YourName] arrived at the foot of the aisle, her heart pounded as she approached the love of her life. This is where Tommy kissed both of [YourName]’s cheeks and allowed her to step in front of Wilbur.

“You’re so beautiful,” Wilbur mouthed to his fiancé, who was minutes away from being his wife. [YourName] smiled up at him, her hands shaking with anticipation. [YourName] grabbed Wilbur’s hand as the marriage officiant began to speak. Neither [YourName] or Wilbur were paying attention to what the marriage officiant had to say, as they were too lost in one another. “Will, would you like to say yours first?” the wedding officiant asked, referring to the vows.

Wilbur nodded and cleared his throat, not needing to take out the note cards he tucked inside his suit pocket. “[YourName], my beautiful angel. The night you said you would marry me, I became the happiest person. You’re continuing to make me the happiest person by standing in front of me today. You changed silence for me. It used to make me anxious, but now it helps me sleep. You’ve managed to change who I am, for the better, and I promise to stay by your side for eternity. I love you.” Wilbur spoke. A tear slipped down her cheek as a weak laugh escaped her lips. She dropped Wilbur’s hand to wipe her face, but grabbed it again quickly.

Everyone in the room was silent, though you could hear the sniffles throughout the room due to the raw love Wilbur expressed in his speech. The marriage officiant smiled at Wilbur’s sweet words before turning toward [YourName]. “[YourName] would you also like to speak your vows?” the marriage officiant asked softly. [YourName] nodded and squeezed Wilbur’s hand. “My sweet Wilbur. You have changed many things for me. You make me feel more comfortable in my skin. You found comfort in my snoring, like how home is in the floorboard creaks in the morning. I promise to love and be beside you day in and day out, being your loving wife will always be my mission. I love you, Will.” [YourName] said, making some of the crowd laugh.

The marriage officiant smiled at the two, now facing the crowd. “Now, if anyone thinks this couple shouldn’t wed, speak now or forever hold your peace.” the marriage officiant said, their words meeting silence. “Alright, rings,” the marriage officiant said. Fundy stepped up and let [YourName] and Wilbur pick up their respective rings. The two placed the rings on each other. [YourName] held back tears and so did Wilbur as the marriage officiant spoke once again “I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!”

[YourName] and Wilbur leaned into each other, locking their lips for a passionate kiss. Wilbur held [YourName] close, wrapping his arms around her waist while [YourName] placed her hands against his chest. The crowd cheered as the two finally pulled apart and smiled. They were wedded.

They were together.

They were happy.

[sabinanotfound]

HEAR ME OUT OKAY

GOING SUPBOARDING WITH WIL

would def teach you how to balance, paddle etc. if you haven't done it before

if you have, you two would embark on an adventure, as he calls it and spend the whole day on your boards.

u laugh at each other if one of u fall into the water

and then start trying different kinds of falls and rating them

taking pictures of you on your boards with the sunset behind u

i can say by personal experience that this sport is awesome and you two would have a shit ton of fun <3

[ax-y10]

From the daylight (running from the daylight)

In which- Wilbur misses you now that you're gone, especially the light you gave him

Chapter info: angst, hurt/comfort, honestly sad, first angst I've written so it's kinda shit, use of Y/n, italics are the past, mentions of suicide (doesn't actually happen. You'll see what I mean), happier ending because I can't write entire angst, mention of car accident.

A/n: Daylight started playing on my Spotify when I was laying down and I bolted for my laptop because I immediately had this idea. Listen to daylight by David Kushner when reading this. If you are ever feeling down or in need of help, please visit this website to help with ways to cope and prevent suicide. Love you all.

Pronouns: gn reader (Mainly you/yours, though)

Masterlist:

"Wil! It's snowing!" You exclaimed, and his face lit up at seeing you happy.

"Hold on, hold on. I'm getting up."

You bolted for the door when he stood, holding out your hand for him to take.

"Where do you get your energy from, Y/n?" He asked, a genuine question, no judging tone behind his words.

"I don't know. My mum used to say I got it from the daylight?"

And he cherished those words, his nickname for you being 'Daylight' for a very long time.

What did he do wrong? What did he not do for you? What did he say wrong that made you do that?

A million questions ran through his head as he lay in the bed you both used to share.

He had no answers, no closure, no warning. It just happened all so quickly, and he couldn't help.

He watched as your light slowly drained each and every day, your energy losing its power, your glow slowly dimming. Until right now.

Your dad had called him, telling him about what had happened.

How could he have been so stupid.

Why did he think your words of "I'm fine." were not misleading?

Why had he gone to band rehearsal?

Your dad explained that you were no longer here, and that pained him to hear. His sweetheart, his love, his dearest, his beloved, his Daylight, was gone? Was gone for good? Wasn't coming back?

It wasn't like the weekly grocery shop where you left for an hour to get food.

It wasn't like his rehearsals where he left for a few hours, but eventually returned?

You were actually gone?

You'd actually jumped?

He'd fallen for the jokes?

He thought you were okay?

How come you hadn't told him?

How come you hadn't told him how you were feeling?

Had he broken your trust somehow?

What had he done?

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He currently found himself laying on your shared bed, as he had the last few weeks. He didn't know how to cope with this event. He would leave the bed to use the bathroom to shower or use the toilet. He hadn't brushed his hair or taken care of himself properly in weeks since you'd passed. Tommy would occasionally come over with food or drinks for him. He'd come over as someone who Wilbur could talk to. He'd bring some of Wilbur's friends sometimes to help him. Tommy had even brought a hairbrush for him to brush his hair. He'd even cleaned Wilbur's apartment for him, knowing what he is going through.

Wilbur had always made jokes about your stuffed animals, and you had always told him he was jealous. But right now, they were the things he sought the most comfort in. They smelled of you faintly, the fragrance of you fading each and every day. When one teddy lost your scent, he'd scavenge for another one. And when he ran out of stuffed animals, he moved over to your clothing, finding many of his sweaters, and them still smelling like you.

He hadn't streamed in ages, and his fans were getting worried. He hadn't checked Twitter, Twitch, YouTube, Instagram, anything. He only ever called Tommy or the boys from Lovejoy. he would feel too guilty if he left Tommy in the dark about it.

He hadn't gone to a Lovejoy rehearsal in ages, hadn't touched Simone or Baby Blue in weeks, them reminding him too much of you.

WHAT HAD HE DONE WRONG??

What had possibly made you do that.

And what had made him so oblivious to it.

The takeout containers and alcohol bottles scattered around showed his mental state. He didn't want to help himself.

He didn't want to live without you.

He couldn't move on.

You were the one for him.

The bed felt too empty without you squished up against his chest.

He was sick of it and decided to try and find closure.

He got up and refused to look at polaroids of you or you and him together. Anything that reminded him of you, was pushed to the side for a bit.

He immediately started connecting the dots.

You haven't talked or seen your dads for years.

So why had he reached out to you?

He texted your mum asking if what your dad had said was true, and she simply replied with, "Come over now. I'll explain"

He had the quickest shower of his life, made sure he looked presentable, got dressed out of his sweats and dressed in jeans, and his casual sweater.

And that was the quickest walk ever.

Showing up at your mum's house, he quickly walked through, finding your mum at the kitchen counter, and he took a seat.

"So, what he said was not true. They're perfectly safe. Do you want to come on a drive with me? It won't be too long."

And he obliged instantly, walking behind your mother and finding a seat in the passenger seat of her car.

And soon enough, he was at the... hospital?

Your mum told him to tell the person at the counter "I'm Y/n's boyfriend. Am I able to see them?" and that is exactly what he said as he ran to the counter.

"Hi. I'm Y/n's boyfriend. Am I able to see them? Their mum told me they were here?"

And soon enough, he was guided down a corridor to your room.

And his heart broke seeing you on that hospital bed.

Your mum had left after Wilbur had walked in, leaving you both there so he could spend time with you.

His health anxiety was already bad, but this made it so much worse.

After two days of being in there, he finally felt your hand squeeze his in the same gesture you had always done. 2 squeezes adn a soft drag of your thumb over the back of his hand.

And it's safe to say the first thing he did was cry. And cry he did.

He was so happy that you were alive, and you had only been in a car accident including some random drunk guy on his phone.

As you explained what happened, he was so glad that you were still here. So glad that you hadn't left him, yet.

He was so glad that his Daylight was back. So very glad.

But one thing was still unanswered.

Why hadn't you texted him? Why hadn't anyone given him an explanation? Why hadn't he been told?

"Daylight? Why hadn't you texted me or let me know that you were okay?"

"Wil. I couldn't have. I physically couldn't."

And you both chuckled a little bit.

And soon enough, you were dismissed after a final check up, and you were both your happy selves again.

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end note: I know this was all over the place. Let me give you some explanation. In the part before the mum scene, Wilbur had convinced himself that you had lost your happiness, and your dad hadn't helped. Tommy had been a real help to him, him knowing what had happened, but didn't want to alarm him in anyway. Do you get it? I'm so very sorry this was all over the place. I wrote this really quickly with no planning, sorry. Feel free to use the website above.

[joviepog]

I hope you get out of your writer's block. It's a shit thing to get stuck in a pit of but I've recently gotten out of mine 😁

Sleepy Wilbur

That's it

That's the request

Thanks for the request @ax-y10! Yeah I’m trying my best to get out of this little pit of mine but i just cant seem to claw my way out. Lol XD

—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—

Sleepy Wilbur

Who: Wilbur x reader

Warnings: None just fluff!

Pronouns: None mentioned!

Requests: @ax-y10

Anything else: Oh god I think I can ramble about Sleepy Wilbur for hours and hours!But instead, here are three different situations of you with sleepy wilbur!

This story is not proofread

Listen to this while you read!

Wilbur is absolutely exhausted after a long day. He left home around 7 am and came back around 1 am . He quickly takes off his winter coat and hangs it up. He takes off his shoes and slides them under a small bench where you two keep both of your shoes. His eyes are slowly closing on their own as he walks though your guy’s apartment. He walks towards the small kitchen and fills a glass of water before chugging it all down. He then slowly walks towards your guy’s shared room. He was fully expecting you to be fast asleep but instead he see’s you reading a book. Half of your body is covered by the blanket and your head is stuffed in the book. He smiles at this and he walks into the room. Your head shoots up and your cheerfully greet him. “You’re back!” You say with a small gasp. You quickly close the book and put it on the side table. You open your arms our to give him a hug, still lying on the bed. Wilbur blinks his eyes at you for a moment before completely falling on top of you. Half his body is lying on you and he lets out a soft, relaxed, sigh. You smile and pet his head, playing with his hair. After just a few minutes you hear the soft snoring of wilbur. “My poor baby…” you whispered before kissing the top of his head. You then turn your body and turn off the lamp on your night stand. You relax and lean over to kiss wilbur once last time before falling asleep with him. —ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—

Wilbur is with you on the airplane after a long day of singing an playing at one of his shows. You had the window seat while he had the middle (Mark had the end). Mark had offered to switch with wilbur so that he could have leg room but he refused, saying how you and him needed to figure out the next song. You were the backup vocalist along with Joe in your guy’s band, Lovejoy. You helped make most of the lyrics to the songs with wilbur and he always used that as an excuse to be with you. When wilbur refused the seat, Mark gave him a small smirk before making himself comfortable in his seat. You and wilbur talked about another song for about 20 minutes before wilbur started to blink his eyes open and closed. You asked him if he was tired but he instantly said no. You see, today had been a crazy day. You guys had a concert only and hour before this and your were all exhausted. Not to mention that it was already 12 am were you guys were at. You gave Wilbur a soft smile before taking out your earbuds. You gave him your other earbud and you two started to listen to the playlist you made just for him. Soon, a few minutes passed and you were staring out of the window, completely lost in thought, when you felt a gentle weight on your shoulder. You turned to look and wilbur was fast asleep on your arm. You sighed and let him as you blushed a little. Soon, you fell asleep as well. The rest of the band members took photos of this and teased wilbur the day after, knowing about his little crush. Wilbur hated how much he wanted to ask the band members for those photos. —ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—ꨄ—

Darling…” wilbur grumbled as you tried to move out of the bed. It was time for you to go to work and you were already late. He grabbed you by the wrist and spoke softly. “Don’t go…” he said as he slowly blinked his eyes open. “Wilbur I’m going to be late.” You said tiredly. He huffed and tightened his grip on your wrist. He pulled you back roughly into the bed so that you had you back towards him. You gasped, “Wilbur!” You giggled. He grabbed you by the waist and put his nose in the crook of your neck. He put his leg around you so that you were trapped and you could feel his cheeky smile against your skin. “Call the day off?” he said tiredly, his hot morning breath hitting your neck. “Okay.. maybe I can call the day off.” You said with a smile and a small laugh, finally giving up. He hummed, obviously happy that his tactics worked, “Good…” he said as he kissed your neck quickly before slowly falling back asleep.

[spiked-tea-writing]

Haha We’re Married

Wilbur Soot x Fem!Reader

Summary: After successfully hiding your relationship for years, twitter fucking comes and exposes you

Pronouns: She/Her 

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 1kish

A/n: TBH I’ve only listened to Wilbur’s music, I don’t watch his streams. I just really wanted to write this trope for a streamer. This was kinda self-indulgent *cough* hella self-indulgent *cough*, so sorry if it’s choppy and poorly written. Also I’m trying out headcannon forms. Unedited and unproofed

The situation at hand was very complex

The two of you had been able to keep your relationship under wraps for a very long time.

-Since you were both pretty major streamers on the platform, it was just easier to eep your relationship a secret instead of in the public eye

Y’all were young when you got married had already faced judgment from the surrounding community, and you guys didn’t want to deal with the entire fucking internet questioning your relationship

The decision was made before he joined SootHouse, mainly so that your entire personas wouldn’t be based on being a couple. 

It wasn’t that hard, considering that your internet careers had started separate from each other, but it was increasing in difficulty as your popularity grew and you guys had to interact more, especially on Dream’s sever

Then when Wilbur had started streaming in the apartment, avoiding revealing everything became damn near impossible

Of course, there was speculation, rumors, fanart, and a lot of shipping, but the two of you had never addressed it. 

Fun fact: One fanart of you two was so good it was hung up in your flat, right next to a picture from your wedding lmao. 

Twitter was always breathing down your necks, especially since yall both wore wedding rings, but there was never enough evidence to put two and two together

They were thrown for one hell of a loop after both of you had been on Love or Host

The backlash got so intense to the point where you both made statements about how you both weren’t cheating since the relationships on Love or Host aren’t always real-life partnerships. 

Since you were known for your chill streams one day you were streaming a “painting and inevitably smudging my nails” stream when someone made a donation

It was for eight pounds, and the automatic voice read “when is your birthday, and what is your zodiac??”

You let out a giggle

“Um I’m in September and a Virgo I believe. Actually, funny story, my husband and I share a birthday which makes us both Virgos so I’m actually not sure what that means for our compatibility”

The stream carried on like normal and you didn’t think much of your answer

Then the motherfucking robot voice came for your weave as you were blowing on your fingers

“Are you and Wilbur dating???”

You went beet reed. 

“Haha no, we aren’t. I’m happily married.”

And yet again, the stream went on with any further hiccups. 

After the stream ended, you went to find Wilbur somewhere in the kitchen.

“Hello darling”

His arms wrapped around your waist as you let out a sigh. 

“Stream was very long but at least my nails look nice”

He laughed and started fidgeting with your hands

Your wedding band caught his eye

“I’m glad I tied you down.”

“My husband, the romantic.”

Smiles grace your faces but the sweet moment was interrupted by a phone call coming from your streaming room.

“Ahh fuck, I should get that. Could you call the Thai place for takeaway??”

“Sure thing.”

You made your way down your phone kept ringing

You glanced at the caller id which read Father-In-Law before picking up

“Hey, Phil what’s up?”

“Hey, you need to check Twitter. And get Will.”

The line went dead

You were wondering if that was a advil enduced fever dream when you called for your husband

The sound of shuffling feet against the carpet followed by your lank boiTM walking into your room snapped you into reality

“I was thinking Pad See Ew and-“

“Phil called and told me to check Twitter, and I’m hella scared.”

You could see his face drop. Twitter never meant something good/ Either someone died or someone got canceled for being a perv

“Might as well rip off the bandaid and look.”

You nodded and pulled up Twitter

The number one hashtag on trending was #SootMarriageGate

“What the actual fuck.”

“I’m scared”

With a bit of hesitation, you clicked on the hashtag, which directed you to the top of a thread

“After Y/n’s stream today, I’m thinking that her and Wilbur are actually married. Like it’s no longer a bit”

That tweet had an insane amount of replies, and before you could change your mind, you started scrolling

There were a few arguements, but most of the replies consisted of evidence the audience had found of your relationship.

There were so many clips that either had you mention something about the other person, to that time you walked behind Wilbur’s chair, face just out of the frame of the webcam. 

Unfortunately, people seemed to really be catching on

On reply had caught your eye

“We know Wilburs birthday is September 19, and if you look at Y/ns last birthday post, it was the nineteenth of September. And remember, she and her husband share a birthday. I think that that’s not a coincidence.”

You turned to Wilbur

“Maybe it’s time we just straight up tell them.” 

“You’re right. Should we tweet it?”

“Or maybe stream. Just confirm it and answer a few questions. Is that alright?”

“Of course. Should we do it tonight with the Thai food and make it chill??”

“Sounds like a plan.”

And so you guys waited for a few hours before streaming, during which you guys kept an eye on Twitter and got the food. You built a sort of nest on the floor in the streaming room to eat dinner in and give the stream some cozy vibes. 

After stalling for long enough, twitch got booted up and a stream was started. 

“Hey guys I got Wilbur here with me and we are having a chill stream and eating some Thai.”

The stream was just y’all chatting about the food for a few seconds, ignoring chat until finally Wilbur casually said,

“Oh, and what do you want for our wedding anniversary?”

He turned to look the camera directly in the lens, face deadpan. You let out a giggle before playing along

“Hmm, maybe we should just have a day out as HUSBAND AND WIFE.”

Chat blew up as you both stared at the camera, stone-faced. Wilbur stood up, still emotionless, and ended the stream.  

He turned to you with a smile

“That was easier than expected.”

“Honey the stream was 3 minutes long.”

He disregarded your comment. 

“Well now that that’s out of the way, shall we ignore Twitter for the next day??”

You rolled your eyes at your fantastic husband 

“I couldn’t have had a better idea myself.”

[vneuns]

— “KISSES ON STREAM” + Hcs

author's note(s): have this while i work on punz hs au ;P

cw warnings: light cursing, the word "porno" is used but i assure you this is all sfw

Dream

This white boy would probably be so flustered

Even though no one can see him

Everyone can just hear it in his voice

“So umm…”

And chat just makes it x10 worse by pointing out how his voice went up a few octaves after you left his room

“Chat shut the fuck up okay. Just shut up.”

And then that draws the attention of sapnap and george

“Ooooh Dream all worked up over a kiss from Y/nnnnn”

“I’m leaving.”

Then he leaves without another word and stays hauled up on the couch until you get home

George

“I’m leaving now.” You told him off camera pulling on your jacket

Pausing the game and making his face full screen but muting his mic he turned towards you

“Do you really have to go?”

Shaking your head you grabbed your keyes and purse from their spot on his desk before leaning forward and planting a small kiss on your lips

Immediately his cheeks heat up a rosy red color after realizing that everyone in his chat just saw that

When you go to leave he turns off his camera without a second thought and unmutues his mic

“Umm.. anyways-”

Sapnap

This man does not fucking care.

He would make out with you on stream if he could

And the second he starts getting the aw’s and ooh’s

He’s immediately shutting them all down.

“Chat shut up. I literally make out with your mom every fucking day.”

Quackity

He stopped letting you kiss him on stream after you attempted at pulling off his beanie

Karl

The kiss isn’t a quick peck or longer than a minute

But it’s long enough for him to get the message of he loves you across

When you pull away he gives you one last short smooch before allowing you to leave his presence

And then he acts like it never happened.

But everyone in chat are saying things like i wish that were me or where do i find myself a karl

And he’s just smiling because he knows he’s the lucky one

Wilbur

Gives no fucks.

Chat is completely non existent during this time

When it’s time for you to leave his office it takes a good 5 minutes just to get off his lap

His hands are on your waist squeezing and rubbing on the small part of your exposed skin while your backs to the stream

“Have everything you need?”

“I think so, but I'll be able to check when I'm allowed the privilege off your lap.”

“WIll you call me when you get there?”

You lean forward giving his a kiss on the nose

“Yes, I always do.”

And reluctantly he lets you go ignoring all of chats messages

“So are you guys done with your soft porno?”

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[dreamcatcherrs]

mcyts reaction to you flinching during an argument

TW; slight mention of abuse, angst

+ sad boi hours; open

++ for all of you angst lovers<3

song recommendation: start//end - EDEN

dream:

when he yelled something at you, wanting some sort of response from you and you didn’t give it to him, he grabbed you by your arm angrily and pulled you close to him.

you flinched away from him, turning your head away in reflex to what his next move might be.

he would immediately let go of you, taking a step back. he would just look at you, heart dropping at the fact that you thought he’d ever do something to hurt you in any way.

would feel disappointed with himself even days after the incident, and would even doubt if him being with you was a good thing at all, where you’d have to reassure him for him to eventually forget about it.

georgenotfound:

you and george were having a disagreement about something, keeping a close proximity to each other throughout the argument.

after having raised his voice, he would be lifting his hand to move hair out of his face. and that’s when you flinched, closing your eyes thightly.

george honestly wouldn’t know what to do. he’d just be standing there, stuck in place out of shock. eventually, he’d gently grab your hand, scared to touch your face in case you’d flinch again.

he’d talk to you about how he’d never hurt you, and asked if there was some deeper reason as to why you’d flinched so easily.

sapnap:

he would be so angry at himself, and would probably, before you could even stop him, storm out of the house to clear his mind and think about what he’d just done.

when he came back, he would hug you so hard, tears streaming down his face and repeating phrases like “I’m so sorry” and “I’d never hurt you”.

he’d make sure you knew just how much he loved you, and that you had no reason to ever flinch away from him again. cuddle sessions are a definite yes after an incident like this.

badboyhalo:

oh my god, when I tell you this mans’ heart would break into a million pieces-

he’d crush your body in his arms, coddling you so tightly to him whilst whispering sweet words into your ear. he would feel so crushed.

the poor guy would be crying😖

after that, he would try his best to avoid getting into arguments, or at least avoid ever raising his voice at you again.

technoblade:

would feel really hurt that you thought he’d hit you. lowkey a little disappointed about how you flinched so easily just by him raising his hand slightly, but would push the selfish thought aside and talk to you about it calmly, even though the action had really hurt him.

he wasn't a violent person, and he thought you knew that.

he doesn't want to send you down a guilt trip or anything, but he just feels so… lost? makes him doubt wether you trust him and he could think about it for literal weeks, because he’d have a hard time talking about it.

wilbur soot:

runs a hand over his face, wide eyes staring back at you in shock. it takes him a moment to realise that you had just flinched because of him. that you'd acted out in a way people who are scared do. he doesn't really know what to do at first - he doesn't want to cause more damage.

“y/n…” he trails off, lifting a hand slowly towards you, afraid that he’ll scare you away. the last thing he’d ever want is for you to be scared of him.

he cant just stand there, and he can tell that all you really need right now is some comfort, so he’ll just grab you and pull you right into his arms, apologising over and over again and assuring you that he'd never make you flinch again.

skeppy:

he would be really confused.

like, he would just be standing there with a confused expression on his face until you looked up at him again. 

“did you think I was going to hit you?”

his bottom lip would tremble, and his heart would just be pounding out of his chest.

he’d feel better once you comforted him and told him that you just flinch easily, but he would still think about it sometimes when he looked at you.

karl jacobs:

his eyes would widen, quickly trying to reach out and touch you, only realising that the reason you flinched was because you didn’t want him to touch you. because you’d felt a reason to lift your hands in front of you in defence.

instead he would clasp his hand over his mouth, feeling tears well up in his eyes. and just let out a sob.

and that’s when you quickly ran to comfort him, going down with him when he fell onto his knees.

would profusely be mumbling sorries between sobs. that moment would scar him for a long time ;-;

fundy:

would immediately take you into his arms. he pushed aside how much it hurt to know that you could ever be scared of him, because you came first.

lots of back rubbing and cheek kisses - he would be very worried that you flinched because someone had actually hit you before you eve met him or something along those lines.

would apologise for scaring you and wipe tears away from your cheeks if you were crying.

would have a long conversation with you about it afterwards.

quackity:

would back away from you.

he didn’t know what the fuck to do. if he should comfort you or back the hell away. so he chose the safest option, seeing as you had clearly shown a sign of defence.

you would kinda just look at each other for a while.

“I- did you just-” he would cut himself off trying to form the right sentence.

“baby, I wouldn't hit you. you know I wouldn't… right?”

punz:

like sapnap, he would take off, leaving you in confusion and hurt about how you had so easily reacted like that.

he wanted to be there for you, but he knew that he needed to clear his mind and think about what had just happened before he could do that. once he was outside, he would yell at the top of his lungs, letting out his pain through doing so.

when he entered again, he would start talking about how he was such a dick and should be more careful with the way he moves and that he wouldn't ever hurt you or anything like that.

would ramble on until you shut him up, assuring him that there was no reason to be angry or upset. it would definitely calm him down, but he wouldn't be able to sleep very well that night knowing that he had made you flinch so badly.

awesamdude:

sam is just very shocked. and confused… and generally feels a lot of emotions washing over him all at once. the anger was still there, but he could hold it back for a while if it meant being able to wipe that expression off your face.

with furrowed brows he gently cups your cheeks, relieved when you didn't try to pull away or anything like that. he wouldn't really talk directly about it right then, but rather comforts you. you are his number one priority right now.

“hey, hey, hey. it’s okay, I’m here.” and then just hugs you and lets you cry it out on his shoulder. will talk to you about it later and eventually resolve your previous argument. makes sure you never flinch at him again.

corpse husband:

corpse knows he can get pretty heated in arguments, but to make you flinch… he’d never seen that one coming, and honestly, it would hit him like a truck. he would stumble over is own words, hands clamming to you protectively, only to move away again as he realised the one who he had to protect you from was himself. 

would beat himself up about it a lot afterwards. like, he’d think about that look on your face and just space out, which you would notice of course cause his brows would knit together and he’d look so fucking sad. he’d just be scared to do it again.

eret:

it was the worst thing he'd ever witnessed. you can almost hear his heart crack right into two pieces. he’d just look at you with sad, bulging puppy eyes until you moved to look at him again with guilt dancing in your eyes once seeing his.

“y/n, I… I would never hit you.”

I feel like he could cry depending on how bad the argument had been, but overall he is just very very sad. wouldn't be able to hold back even if he was scared of making you flinch again, and would just hold you. until you were ready to talk about it, he’d be right there with his hands clinging onto you for dear life.

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[haunted-headset]

WILBUR BEING ABSOLUTELY IN LOVE WITH YN HIS WHOLE LIFE SINCE THEY WERE LITTLE BUT YN JUST HATES COUPLES AND STUFF AND SAYS THAT SHE WILL NEVER FALL IN LOVE WHEN WILBUR IS AROUND AND HES JUST SAD. BUT YN ENDS UP SLOWLY FALLING FOR HIM AND KISSES HIM FIRST.

I LIVE FOR BOY FALLS IN LOVE FIRST STORIES

☾ I Wanna Be the One That Makes Your Day ☽

Summary: Wilbur Soot friend-to-lovers headcanons but his friend obviously doesn't want to fall in love

author's note: i'm so sorry i couldn't think of a story for this! I'm really burnt out today so I just made a headcanons list! The title was inspired by a song called Best Friend if you were curious :D

pairing: school!bur x gn!reader

pronouns used for reader: You/yours

tags: @vibestillaxxx@joviepog (lemme know if you want to be tagged in the next one in DMs!)

warnings/cw: kissing, reader sort of turns down Wilbur but not really?

genre: fluff/slight angst

You two had been friends since forEVER. He would probably become your friend because he saw you sitting alone at lunch or something in elementary school & he thought you were pretty/handsome & you seemed cool

He never mentioned anything about romance to you until you guys were probably like 14 & he finally had the guts

↑↑ "So, uh, anyone catch your eye?" he asked. You made a fake throwing-up sound. "Romance is boring," you replied. "I'm not in the mood to fall in love, to be honest."

↑↑ he is officially depressed. Crying himself to sleep while listening to Olvia Rodrigo's breakup songs. Venting to Tommy 24/7 & just being like "TOMMYYYYYY Y/N WILL NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH MEEEEE"

He tries to hint to you a few times that he likes you, but you never notice, so he gives up. He tries to date a few other kids at school, but none of them were you. & he was like "oh uh maybe i should just y'know magically become aroace & then all my problems will be solved" (he's such a stupid, hot, scrunkly little boy)

One day, you kind of notice that Wilbur is...cuter than usual. Yeah, he was good-looking, but you were never attracted to him until today. You just wanted to kiss his lips off, make him run out of breath...

BUT he's dated other people & seems like he doesn't like you so you just say nothing

↑↑ fast-forward to the future when you guys are like 27 & you're roommates & you are oh so very madly in love with him & it pains you to not tell him.

↑↑ "Wilbur?" you said one night as your heart raced. You were typing on your laptop before bed. "Yeah?" You closed your laptop, got up, & kissed him. You didn't think, as usual, but you just knew that this felt right. Then you pulled away like nothing happened & went to your room.

↑↑"...Y/N WHAT-" Wilbur ran to your room.

You two may or may not have made out for the rest of the night <3