#i hated the apology streams and thought they were a set up for angry wilbur

[solargeist]

TW FOR UH UNALIVING SELF

But hear me out, alternate Revivebur ending; Wilbur writes a poem to/about Tommy and reads it out in front of him saying how he couldn’t forgive himself and as long as he was with Tommy the boy would get hurt, he tries to say sorry but chokes up on his words and gives Tommy a /hug (they are on a cliff near lmanburgs crater) and he says “you’ll always be my unfinished symphony” or smth like that and he jumps off right? But Tommy screams he can’t live without Wilbur any longer, not again and so they both jump off together holding hands

I DONT WANT THEM TO DIE................... !!!!!!!!!!! Ending a suicidal or abused character's story with.. suicide is a bad idea </3 not a good message to the audience.... I don't actually mind Wilbur leaving the server as an ending, its just weird how it was done... and the lead up ..? and how sudden !! Focusing so much on Utah after bringing up suicide was uncomfortable, him leaving shoulda been handled a bit more softly and not silly i think, imo imo. Wilbur leaving to soul search and travel and eventually return isn't bad though. Leaves in the winter, returns for spring, and he hugs his brothers.

[crystalcow]

𝑆𝑎𝑝𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑//𝑆𝑎𝑝𝑛𝑎𝑝 𝑝𝑡 3

Masterlist // part one // part two

Sapnap x reader !p !child reader

Pronouns used: none specified!

Warnings: swearing, death, betrayal

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Being sapnaps child will include..

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𝐏𝗼𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐥

Apparently the castle got attacked

George was killed by the one and only technoblade

You haven’t personally met the man but you respected him

After all he is a legend

But he killed George

So you were dragged with sapnap when he got pinged on his coms

Dream and George were arguing on the prime path

The sight somewhat terrified you

They were supposed to be best friends?

Dream is the strongest person on the server

George was supposed to be the most unproblematic and protected person

For some reason Quackity was also there

Hiding in the corner of Tommy’s house

“You don’t give a shit about us”

Those words brought some hurt to you as they left sapnaps mouth

“Of course I care about you! I just want to keep him safe.”

The three most important men in your life

The dream team, and ultimate trio the friendship that could never crack! The ones who raised you to be who you are

They were falling apart

“George is no longer king!”

Quackity was just eating all of the drama

Damn duck

“I’ve done so much for you, I hope you don’t forget.”

“Like what?” “I helped you raise a child Sap, a damn child.”

That pissed the both of you off

As if you didn’t just recently spend a whole day with him

None the less your whole life

Being drawn into wars, multiple actually

Practically being drawn to death

“Don’t you bring them into this Dream.”

“Eret is now king again, he can actually rule this place.”

“I was the best king this server ever had!”

So there it happened

The crown was snatched off of George’s head and you were dragged along with it

“Don’t worry, we can start our own place!”

“El rapids it is”

𝐄𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐬

You were 100% skeptical about all of this

You didn’t trust that this would be good

I mean how could you

Everything that someone starts on the server

Dies, explodes, nukes, or straight up fails

So instead you went down to Lmanburg for the day!

You went to Nikkis bakery to get something to eat

She was glad to give you a couple snacks for the road

So while you were walking around the new area you spotted dream

“Where you heading off to?”

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

You both eyed each other weirdly

“Aren’t you supposed to hate me?”

You just laughed

Ofcourse you were upset

But you were also bored

“And?” “Come on let’s go see tommy”

So you agreed and carelessly followed the green man

You missed Tommy, after not having seen him for a bit

Fucking hell you needed friends

But when you got there

“Why the fuck is everything gone!”

You ran around the now blown up area

The tents were destroyed and signs were thrown around

Then you noticed the large pillar

You instantly ran to dream, begging him to give you a pearl

He was upset himself he lost his leech

So you threw the pearl up thankfully landing on the pillar

Looking around to see if there was any way he could’ve survived

But you accidentally tripped

And lost your first life

𝐘/𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝗼𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝗼𝗼 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 ♡︎♥︎♥︎

𝐏𝐫𝗼𝐩𝗼𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐬

You woke up screaming in your bed

The three lines on your wrist now faded into two

Sapnap came rushing in holding you lose to him

You tried not to but you cried a little

This was your first time loosing a life..

And you didn’t even mean too!

“Your never fucking leaving me again.”

Karl came in with Quackity following after

Karl just like snatched you away from sapnap and just held you

That man was ready to go back in time and reverse that from ever happening

Trust me he will if you ever loose another life

So after that everyone kept a close eye on you

That was until one day you were with your dad

You both were at your old house just chilling around

Before he handed you two velvet boxes

You were in awe of the two rings that sat in them

Who the fuck paid for these??

“I’m going to purpose.”

You almost dropped the boxes

“What?”

Sapnap just kept smiling

“You really like em huh” “Yeah flame, I love them.”

So you just hugged him

Internally freaking the fuck out

What would this mean???

Three dads? What if they wanted another child! Oh hell no

So you all stood in el rapids

Candles were spread around the top of the grassy hill

There were flowers blooming from every direction and lanterns set afloat

It looked mystical

You watched as sapnap got down on one knee

Karl was in shock, tears streaming down his eyes

Quackity looked love struck, looking into sapnaps eyes with total adoration

So when they said yes your dad called you and the other two just hugged you

“I’m guessing they said yes” you laughed

“Yeah they did!”

You couldn’t help but be happy

Your dad finally found some happiness

Even tho life was going to shit

If you won’t be there

He’ll have them

𝐋𝗺𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞𝗺

Oh wait shit did someone spot tommy?

There was supposed to be a festival today

So you went to go check it out

Maybe throw a ball at the furry

“Go fetch!” You shouted at fundy

Yeah he was not happy and just threw you the finger

“Hey N/n is Dream coming?”

You were excited that Tubbo was actually talking to you again

“Huh? Oh yeah I think” “Great thanks”

And back to the disappointment

So you walked over to get a pretzel or some shit

And then heard everyone making a commotion

There he was, Dream walking in (angry) with full netherite armor

Damn dude respect some tradition

“Tommy blew up the fucking community house”

Did someone say tommy?

Oh you were ready to kill that bastard

Hell if Dream didn’t you most definitely will

So you followed everyone to the community house

Yeah you were ready to fucking cry

One of your homes, the place you’d always confide in since you were little

Where dream and George both helped raise you

Now blown to shreds

“What the fuck”

They were talking about Tubbo giving up the discs

Oh we are not going through that shit all over again

And this time the odds are most definitely not in your favor

Then tommy appeared half invisible

“YOU FUCKING DICKHEAD I THOUGHT YOU DIED YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT”

You litterly stabbed him, having to be held back by Quackity

“Alright hot shot, lets let them have their argument”

Tommy sent you an apologetic look already on the verge of tears

“Tubbo your not seriously considering this”

Then it hit everyone

“The discs were worth more then you ever were!”

Oh yeah we’re you already pissed off at tommy?

Yeah

And he just made it worse

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY TO TUBBO YOU SHIT HEAD”

Yeah you didn’t take pretending to be dead very lightly

Oh shit why was techno there

never mind, Lmanburg will be gone by tomorrow

No point killing tommy yet

Whos side were you on?

Neither. You litterly went into that battle feild and killed some shit

That was until multiple pieces of tnt landed ontop of your head

And that’s where you lost your second life

Shit

𝐘/𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐰 𝐮𝐩 ♡︎♡︎♥︎ ⚠︎︎ᴏɴᴇ ʟɪғᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴɪɴɢ

𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝗼𝐧

This time when you won’t up it didn’t feel as bad

But you still screamed

A rush of a heartburn and scars employed on your body

The second line now faded into one

Shit

You were only 16-17 and on one life??

Die young the better

You waited out in your bed until the end of the fight

Death alerts and messages drowning out your communicator

But you had no energy what so ever

Until it all went quiet

You tried your damn best to get out of bed and walked to the damaged Lmanburg

There were people crying

Others were severely hurt

Then there were those who were perfectly fine

The whole place was a crater

Lmanburg.. the place of agony and depths of your pain

Now it’s finally gone

What the hell are you gonna do now?

Quackity spotted you calling out for Sapnap

You felt like you were gonna be crushed under their hold

“I’m gonna fucking kill dream.” You heard Quackity mutter

Sapnap felt like a bad father

Who lets their kids die twice?

(Cough cough Wilbur and dream)

Then suddenly things switched around

You were walking around with a bloodied nose and black eyed Tommy

Yeah you did a number on him

But it’s okay since he was your best friend

And there was a sign inside his house

“Wednesday you and Tubbo. Bring no one or anything, lets settle this once and for all”

The final disc war

“Tommy you can’t go” “I’m going N/n, he has my discs.”

So you like cried a little bit lined up on the prime path

Giving the two probably the last hugs they’ll ever get

Prime you really didn’t want to loose them

So you ran straight to church prime

Litterly begging Master Oolong that they won’t die

“Please please please spare them. Pogchamp.”

(Please this is all jokes and old references don’t cancel me)

You got a blast message from punz on your comms with cords

“Come here. bring your best armor”

So you did so running to the nearest ender chest

If walking means saving tommy and Tubbo, it’s somewhat worth it

Sapnap made sure you didn’t leave his side as you traveled around the nether

even tho you could literally swim in the lava

So just to piss him off

You jumped in

The sigh of relief this man

Yeah he’s gotten a little more paranoid for you

But it’s okay since it’s in love

You looked around the weird black stone room

There were two giant photos of the discs

And everything was made out of the same material

No design what so ever

Tommy and Tubbo ran to you like you were gonna protect them

“Dream why” you asked as he was incased in the blocks

Down on his last life

Just like you

‘I’m sorry’ he mouthed to you

Why was he apologizing to you?

Hasn’t he hurt everyone here

You looked around the different items

Tracing the outline of the item frames

Gasping in shock as you a cage with your name on it next to badboyhalo

“Tell em what you told me! How you blew up the community house!”

Your neck spun around faster then an owl doing that 360 thing

You picked up your ace seriously read to slash his head off

“Wait wait! Lets put him in the prison.”

So they took him off

And it pained you to see it

You trusted that man for a very long time

Nothing stays the same on the Dream Smp

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TUMBLR WOULDNT LET ME WRITE MORE KMS. So yes I’m sorry but there will have to be a part FOUR. I just wanted to finish this-

As always! Ask or request anything and ask if you want to be on a tag list :))

[blueeyedgeorgie]

Cancelled-Dream Was Taken

A/N: Surprise bitch. Weren’t we expecting for me to release mcyt fanfics soon? If I didn’t tag my usual @‘s it’s because idk if you’d like to be tagged for mcyt content.

Pronouns: she/her

Word Count: 2.3k+

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"You're so harsh on him!" Her hands sat on the keyboard, staring at the green human that stood on Y/n's computer screen.

She needed to be careful. While this was a heated moment, she couldn't let herself get too loud for multiple reasons. If she got too loud, Dream's stream viewers would be able to tell she was in the next room or they would just receive noise complaints from their neighbors.

"No Y/n! You're too soft on him! He needs to learn that he can't get away with everything. You're setting him up for failure." As the h/c girl listened to her roommate speak, she had to remind herself over and over again; 'This wasn't real.' Dream was mad, not Clay.

This had all been arranged as roleplay. Y/n would be leaving in a few days to go visit some of her family for a reunion, so Wilbur had been the one to think up the brilliant idea of what was playing out now; an argument between Y/n and Dream. The plan was to have Y/n get so upset she didn't log onto the SMP for the next few days, only to come back with a master plan to backstab Dream.

At first, Clay wasn't really on board with the thought of him getting angry at Y/n. They had been together for a little over a year, there wasn't a single moment they had gotten upset with one another. But surprisingly, Y/n had been the one to convince Clay it was a good idea.

The fans knew Dream and Y/n had a close friendship, Dream had always been so protective of her. But when this was going down, they didn't know how to act.

Every time Y/n would glance at her chat, she'd see thousands of comments rising up as new ones appeared. Comment after comment, it looked like the fans were shocked by the way this stream was turning out.

"I'm not setting him up for anything! He's a kid, Dream!" Y/n glanced from the chat,  back at the screen showing her PC game. Standing on her screen was Dream and Tommyinnit, she had accompanied Dream to visit Tommy.

"You're just babying him! 'He's a kid!' Well, he needs to learn to grow up eventually," his voice had been filled with such spite. It felt weird to hear Clay speaking to her like this in such a tone.

For a moment, she stared at the green man before a short scoff escaped her lips. "I can't believe you." With that, Y/n had pressed a few keys, turning her character towards the nether portal a couple of yards away. Before Dream had gotten the chance to speak again, Y/n began to move away.

"Y/n! Come back here!"

She flicked a few buttons, taking a moment to look behind her character to see Dream following. Good, everything was going according to plan. Within the next few minutes, she'd be able to log off and she'd be on vacation for the next few days.

The h/c girl ignored the green man as she stepped through the portal, taking her to Minecraft's version of hell. Almost done, she just needed to find a good spot to stop as she listened to Dream continue to speak.

"You can't keep ignoring me! You know I'm right in this. You know you can't keep defending Tommy. You know Tommy is driving a wedge between us-"

Perfect. Y/n had stopped just on the edge of a bridge, molten lava sat feet below them. If she fell, she'd surely die. "No."

"No?" Dream was a bit surprised to hear Y/n cut him off, but he stayed silent as he was prepared to listen to what she had to say.

"No. No more. I don't wanna hear you blame Tommy for us breaking apart. I want you to listen to me. You've been acting like much more of a dick than usual and I hate it. I despise it. You've changed for the worst because you think you can step on everyone. At this point, everyone fears to tell you the truth-except me. I'll be a hundred percent honest with you, you've been so egotistical, it's really pissed me off. This is your fault, Dream. Not Tommy's. You exiled a child for pulling a prank on a vacation house! Not even George's real house!"

"But-"

"Shut the fuck up. I'm done, but I don't wanna hear you bullshit me. So shut the fuck up."

A moment of silence passed between them as Y/n stared at her screen. Just a few more steps.

And within seconds, Dream had pulled out his netherite sword. With one hit, she was falling back into lava. Y/n glanced at her chat, a look of shock on her face as she read over what a few comments said. A moment of silent tension had passed before Y/n had finally spoken up, removing her from the voice chat she was in.

"Alright guys, I guess that's enough for the day. I'll see you all... later." With that, she had clicked a few buttons, raiding Dream's live-stream as she ended hers.

For the next 20 to 30 minutes, Y/n knew Clay would be busy streaming. So she had decided to take a bit of time to wind down and think to herself.

Get a glass of water.

'Are the fans harassing him in his twitch chat?'

Sit down on the living room couch.

'The SMP fans were always so protective of me.'

Pet Patches.

'Was I too much when I snapped at him?'

It didn't seem like 30 minutes had passed when Clay had walked out of his streaming room, only to find Y/n on the couch with Patches in her lap. "Hey, N/n." "Oh, your stream is already over?" Y/n smiled, pulling herself out of her thoughts as she scoot over, giving Clay room to take a seat right by her.

"Yeah, did you lose track of time or something?"

"I must've. How did the chat react after I 'died'?" She smiled up at her boyfriend as he wrapped an arm over her shoulders, pulling her closer into his embrace.

"Everyone was filled with joy that you died."-Y/n playfully swatted at him. "Okay, okay! I got a few chat messages of people bashing me for it, but it's fine."

"Well, it's a good thing the chat wasn't completely littered with hate. How was it after my raid?"

"Honestly, not that bad as you expect. Like I said, just a few comments. Nothing bad, I just ignored it." Clay placed a hand on Patches's head, gently scratching her, followed by the animal beginning to purr.

"Good to hear, anyways... I'm not ready to pack. Do you think we can procrastinate?" The h/c girl let out a huff leaning against her boyfriend. "How?"

"I was thinking a bit of movie binging, cuddling, and ordering dinner?" A cheeky smile spread on her face as she spoke.

"It's like you read my mind."

The couple had made it through three movies, by now it was later at night. The sun had set and they had already door dashed some food. By now they were in the middle of watching 'The Empire Strikes Back.'

'I love you.' 'I know.'

The iconic moment between Hans and Leia had been interrupted by the sound of Clay's phone buzzing. "Why is George calling?"

"What?" Y/n was a bit curious herself. Considering the timezones, George should be asleep right now. Pausing the TV, she turned her attention to her boyfriend's phone.

"Hey Clay."

"What's up, George? Isn't it like early in the morning for you?" Clay raised a brow, moving his phone so Y/n would be able to see George as well.

"Yeah, I had to stay up to fix a YouTube video I need to get out today. I was about to go to bed and I checked Twitter-"

"Oh no." Clay made a short joke, only to be cut off by his friend.

"I don't know if it's trending for you in America, but you might as well look."

"What's going on?" He swiped up, taking him to his home screen so he could click on the little blue bird app. Y/n had grabbed her phone from the coffee table, opening up the app as well. "#Cancel Dream... #Y/n... #Dream SMP"

"Is... is Clay getting canceled for killing me in Minecraft?" Y/n scrolled through the tweets involving the hashtag 'Y/n.' She could see plenty of people defending her, but making it much bigger of a problem than it actually was.

"Oh, hey Y/n. But yeah, he is." George chuckled awkwardly, scrolling through his Twitter app as well.

"This is so fucking stupid."

"It really is. So we might as well get this cleared up with the fans as soon as possible. Do you want me to tweet something, or do you want to?" Y/n looked up at her boyfriend, it looked like he was thinking.

"Yeah, I'll tweet it. Don't worry about this, Y/n."

"Alright, whatever you say," she replied, pulling a blanket over her as she waited for Clay to finish typing his response.

"Here's what I'm gonna say: 'I can't believe you guys actually think me and @(y/n) are in an actual fight in real life. We have been good friends since forever, the fight was only roleplay. I love that you guys are so protective of Y/n, but no one's actually upset.' How's that sound?"

"I think that's good," George hummed softly.

"Yeah, I doubt you'll stay 'canceled' once you've explained to them it was all part of the SMP lore." The h/c girl smiled up at her boyfriend with a small nod.

"Alright, I'm gonna post it. George, I think you should go to bed because you're half asleep already."

Y/n turned, looking at her boyfriend's iPhone. "Go to sleep, Gogy!"

"Alright, alright... I'll talk to you guys later." The call had ended with Clay and Y/n saying goodbye to their friend while George simply yawned to them as a response.

As soon as the call was over, Clay looked at the response to his tweet. It didn't seem to be going too well. There had been a few fans who understood what was going on and responded with a paragraph as an apology for the misunderstanding. But most replies had been telling Clay he was bullshitting the fans or that he wasn't being honest.

"I'm sorry, Clay," his girlfriend had huffed as she read through the responses to his tweet.

"Honestly I'm just a bit pissed off. Literally, any time someone tries to 'cancel' me, it's over something stupid. I'm not a bad guy, it just feels like some people just don't want to see me succeed." Clay had excused himself to grab a glass of water from the kitchen.

It hurt Y/n to hear how upset her boyfriend was. He never got too upset over things, but seemed to take a small toll on him. "Hold on. Let me say something." The h/c girl couldn't be asked to post multiple tweets of her response to hate sent towards Clay over the internet. So what was better than a short video that could be posted to the blue bird app?

"Um, hey guys. I'd just like to make this quick. Stop sending hate towards Dream. The fight was roleplay and nothing more. I'm gonna be busy for the next couple of days so Wilbur thought of a good idea to help build SMP lore with me and Dream and we both agreed to the argument. Now stop sending the green man hate, or I'll commit war crimes or something-"

Y/n had been interrupted by the sound of Clay letting out a small giggle. "What? What did I say?"

"Nothing, just keep going with your video."

"Whatever, I'm cool. No matter what Dream says. Anyways, I'll speak to you all later." Y/n had hit the red button again, ending her video. Within seconds, the video had been uploaded to her Twitter account.

Placing her phone back down on the table, Y/n approached her boyfriend, wrapping her arms around his torso. "I'm really sorry about the hate, Clay. I love you."

"Don't apologize for something you can't control. I love you more." The brunette held his partner close, accepting her hug. Y/n always loved his hugs, she always felt so safe in his embrace.

The rest of the night had been spent with more cuddling and more Star Wars movies. Hours had passed before Y/n had even thought about the Twitter situation again. But for some reason, she had decided to look at the app again tonight.

It was 2 in the morning by now, Clay was half asleep. His head laid in the h/c girl's lap as she brushed a hand through his hair, her free hand opening up her Twitter app once again.

It had been a bit of a surprise to see a couple of trending hashtags had changed so quickly. What was trending now was #Dream, #Y/n,#(ship name), and #Dream's Laugh. This had to be about Y/n's short clip she posted. And by the looks of it, people had stopped acting so harsh towards Clay. But instead, they had decided to focus on the fact Dream and Y/n were hanging out together. Not to mention the fact Dream and let out a stupid little giggle because of Y/n. People had been apologizing to him through Twitter for being so hard on him.

"Babe."

"Hm?" Clay mumbled, not bothering to open his eyes.

"Pretty much everyone is apologizing to you over Twitter for being hardasses."

"Hm, that's good to hear."

"You're really tired, huh?" Y/n paused her scrolling to look down at her boyfriend.

"Yeah," He continued to mumble, followed by a short yawn.

"Alright, time for bed, babe." Y/n smiled to herself, beginning to carefully move away from Clay. "I can pack tomorrow and we can laugh over the stupid bird app tomorrow after you've gotten a good amount of sleep."

"I still can't believe Twitter tried canceling me over roleplay."

"I can't believe you got uncancelled by shippers."

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[plant-gt-thought-box]

Tom and Jerry but its Wilbur, Tommy, and Tubbo- aka Mole AU

So fun story this is my first ever AU and I just forgot to post the story- I hope you all enjoy the antics that comes with this and send in some ask if you want!

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Niki finished up her little bit of breakfast she'd made herself and grabbed her gardening hat and watering can. She’d been growing quite a big garden in her backyard for about 2 months and the garden had already taken up basically the entire backyard.

However, Niki left one area untouched by the garden; a small area with a few tables and a wooden chest that held blankets. So if anyone were to sit on the ground they didn't have to sit in the mud.

"Aw, I can't wait until all my flowers come in, then the others and I can have a picnic!"

Niki filled her watering can up at the outside faucet she had and started walking over to the tulips she grew in the garden. As she got closer she noticed a few holes in the two of the flowerbeds and a few of the tools even dug up 

"Huh? Oh, that’s not good" she quicken her pace a bit and sat down on the ground to inspect the holes and flowers, yep there is no doubt about it it looks like she had a mold problem, she now considers herself a bit lucky that Wilbur just opened up a service to get rid of rodents.

Niki headed back inside her house and grabbed her phone "Hello Will! Yay I'm good, I have a small rodent problem-No they're not in my house they're in my garden. I think it's moles? Yes they ripped up some of my tulips already- Ok see you in a little bit! I'll have some cookies ready for you"

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Wilbur pulled into Niki's driveway parking his car and quickly got out running up to the front door, he started knocking are Niki door extremely excited "Niki! Let me in!"

As Niki open the door she was greeted with a big hug from her friend and started apologizing for getting him covered in flour "You actually made cookies??? In the time it took me to get here???" Wilbur looked at her amazed "Yup! It's your first time doing something like this, and since you're refusing to let me pay you I thought I could pay you in cookies!"

Wilbur went out to the garden and started setting his stuff up "Ok moles, time to meet your maker" "Um Wilbur could you maybe do this in a more humane way? I don't want them to rip up my flowers but I don't want them to die either..." Niki looked up at Wilbur with a pleading face her lip quivering a bit "....Niki how dare you use my greatest weakness against me-" "So you won't kill them?" "No but-" "Ok! I'll be inside making some lemonade! Have fun catching the moles!". And with that Niki headed back inside her house trusting Wilbur wouldn't hurt the moles

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Tommy poked his little head out of the Tulip he was sleeping in once he heard the commotion of people "Tubbo! Wake up we got to go!", Tubbo poked his head out of the Tulip right next to Tommy's "Why? it's morning, we sleep during the morning!" Tubbo complained as he's Mouse ears wiggle to get some of the pollen off of them. "Yay we usually do, but look!" Tommy pointed over at Wilbur he was setting up a what look like metal boxes and a few sticks that have strings tied to them and we're hanging in trees

"Oooh right Dream said if we saw any humans besides the cotton candy one we had to go tell him!" Tubbo find out of the two of the pillows and slid down the stem down to the ground Tommy following close behind "Yup! C'mon! I don't want to give him another excuse to get mad at us".

The two field mouse scary away running to the closest Mole Hole and follow the tunnels leading to where all the moles were having a meeting, Tommy went straight over to Dream and tugged on his hoodie "Hey! We sew a new human-" "See!? You ripping up those damn tulips was a mistake!" Eret, the king of the mole colony, yelled as he started walking closer to Dream.

Dream grabbed Tommy by his ear so he can't try and run "But your majesty as far as we know it could just be the humans friend! Boys, did the human bring anything special into the backyard?" Eret crossed his arms waiting patiently for Tommy and Tubbo's response

Tubbo quickly piped-in grabbing Tommy's hand to reassure them that they would be okay "Um yay! He brought weird metal boxes and put some rope in a tree! It kind of looked like he was trying to make a swing with it!" Tubbo nervously chuckled as Dream and Eret's expressions with quite dark

"See Dream? you trying to play Hero and impress George got an exterminator called on us!" Eret freed Tommy's ear from dreams hold "You two go watch the human and make sure he doesn't find any of our holes, understood?". Tommy and Tubbo simply nodded their head and quickly ran off heading back to the surface, Eret looked over to Dream "I can't believe I'm saying this but we might have to go along with your idea..." Dream smiled putting an arm around Eret "Hey just remember there field mice, no one's going to miss them if they get killed", Eret ignored the bit of guilt he felt in his stomach as he watched the two boys run off

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Tommy and Tubbo watch the strange human as he set out more metal boxes and strange rope swings "Tommy what's an exterminator?" Tubbo asked His companion finally breaking the silence. Tommy just stood there and thought for a moment "I actually have no idea...Eret is the only person I've ever heard use it" Tubbo started picking up a few of the small shiny rocks that littered the garden floor "Hmm well he doesn't like to see whatever exterminators are".

Tubbo and Tommy continue to discussing between each other trying to figure out what an exterminator was and why Eret didn't seem to like them, the two were so engrossed in their conversation they didn't notice the shadow that slowly crept behind them.

"Huh quite talkative for mice" the two boys froze as they slowly turn their heads to see the human looming over them, without much thinking Tubbo started throwing the shiny rocks he was carrying at the human which caused him to drop the metal boxes that he was carrying.

Tommy grabged Tubbo's hand and started running towards the tall willow tree that rest in the middle of the garden "Look! We can use the rope swing he made to get up to the top!" Tubbo let go of Tommy's hand and started running on all fours quickly climbing up the Rope.

Tommy stopped when he noticed the circle that was at the bottom of the rope and moved it over a bit, he quickly started running up the Rope behind his friend

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Wilbur went into a a MadDash when he noticed the two were escaping up into the tree, but as he was about to grab the blond Mouse running of the broke his foot tripped somehow getting stuck in his own trap, he watched the two mice get flown into the air by the rope and safely land on a branch up in the tree "OH THATS BULLSHIT!" Wilbur yelled in frustration as he tried to get his foot free.

Niki poked her head out of the kitchen door when she heard Wilbur yell "You ok Wil? You didn't get your head stuck in one of the cages again did you?" Wilburs face turn to hot pink from embarrassment as he looked over at Niki "N-NO! I just tripped I'm fine!" 

"Ok! Don't overdo yourself Wilbur!" Niki returned her attention to the cake she was making "I hope Wilbur's not giving those moles too hard of a Time"

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Wilbur violently shook the cage that had gotten stuck on his hand as he continued chasing the two mice through the garden "GET BACK HERE!!!!" Of course the mice did not follow this order and instead split apart from one another, Wilbur had already been duped by the blond Mouse so he followed the brown one

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Tubbo continue running on all fours trying to get away from the angry human, he spotted one of the metal boxes up ahead and quickly do been to it, the human Wil-Bur fell to the ground and quickly closed the door behind Tubbo "AHAHA! I got you now!" 

Tubbo just stared up at the human a little confused as he very easily walk through the bars of the box and started running again, "HUH!?" Wilbur brought the caged up to his face opening the door to try and figure out how the mouse got out.

Tommy swing on one of the ropes kicking the cage so Wilbur dropped it causing it to land on his head and get stuck there "AH! NIKI! HELP!"

Niki ran out of the kitchen and stopped in her tracks when she saw Wilbur state "....Pff-" "Don't laugh at me! help me!!!" Wilbur said in a bit of a whiny tone

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Tommy and Tubbo dove into the closest mole hole and started doing their best to catch their breath after all the running and climbing they had done, the two simply sat there in silence for sometime.

Until Tubbo started quietly chuckling and Tommy soon after joined him, "Did you see he's face!?" "Omg he was so mad!" "well that's what he gets for trying to grab us!", they continue to burst out laughing

"So that's what the Exterminator is?" Tubbo asked wiping some tears from his eyes "Haha yeah I think so, that was so much fun!" Tommy declared happily "Do you think we can do it again tomorrow?" Tubbo asked Tommy

Tommy thought for a moment "Maybe? If the human comes back sure! He seemed to be having fun in his own way to!", the two then had a brilliant moment

"Thats why Eret doesn't like exterminators! They're fun!" Both of the boys said at once "Omg Eret is such a stick-in-the-mud that he hates anything that's fun!" Tubbo slowly started piecing the puzzle together in his head "Well we're definitely not going to let him ruin our fun!"

Tommy stood up and helped Tubbo to his feet "let's go ask Dream give us the rest of the time the exterminators here off so we can play more games!".  the two mice ran down the tunnel and quickly a stream that question before they were sent off with a very confirmed yes

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"Dream... we can't just let the Exterminator kill them" Eret said a part of him already knowing Dream's response "Hey I'm not the one who thought it'd be a good idea to steal two kids from an Owl, besides this makes it so they're finally useful for once" 

Eret look down at the ground ashamed "Look" Eret hesitantly looked up at Dream "You heard what those two did today and they're still alive! We'll just let them play their little game with the Exterminator so we can do whatever we want in the background, besides it's easier to steal food during the day when there are no Predators around"

Eret just stared at Dream for a few minutes before he slowly nodded his head "Fine...But if we're going through with this plan we need to give them extra rations so they can keep their salmon up", Dream Shrugged his shoulders "Sure, I'll go give them their dinner now".

Dream walked into the direction towards the boys room as Eric was left all alone "...they're just field mice, the safety of the colony comes first" Eret continues to repeat this sentence in his head as all the other moles came into the courtroom to enjoy dinner together

[blue-alien-boi]

It was silent, he hasn’t heard that in a long time.

Normally he would beg for the noise to stop. Constantly hearing Tommy shout insults and jokes making him pitty his parents, or Tubbo who seemed to be a new talkative person every day, even Wilbur’s insane rants and dramatic songs made him long for ear plugs.

He only now realized how much he missed it. Tommy and him singing along to music disks, Tubbo rambling on about his friends or a bee fact he learned, and Wilbur strumming different notes on his guitar letting out a gleeful shout when he found something he liked.

Hell, he would even take their screams, jokes and taunts, anything to fill the soundless home once full of laughter that now felt so lonely.

His healed boots made a click with every step and the whine of a lever echoed against the walls but it wasn’t nearly as loud as his mind which wouldn’t shut up.

The pride in the clink of swords colliding and the blast of fireworks beginning to provide new memories of victory. The gasps when he stood where Tubbo was, blood on his sword. The screams and shouts of the people who trusted him as the explosions from withers and TNT became deafening. The loudest tho, was the look on their his families.

Looks of anger fueled him, made him feel powerful. looks of fear didn’t phase him, he was used to it. Even looks a betrayal he could ignore, after all it was their fault for trusting him but he couldn’t deal with disappointment.

As he stood where he killed tubbo (again) he saw Wilbur’s face from the remains of his button room. He wore a smile but his eyes showed how he really felt. He was disappointed. Not in himself but in him. Wilbur had needed someone to help him deal with his feelings.

Tommy had tried but he was young and just as emotional. Philza was no where and couldn’t offer his dad advice. He was supposed to help. He was the least emotional but he had experience with losing control. Wilbur needed someone to say it was ok to feel angry, betrayed, and sad. He should have hugged him until he could feel the other fall limp, tired out like a kid. Instead he used his feelings to further his plans.

The look Tubbo gave him wasn’t one of fear or betrayal it was acceptance, a I told you do. This kid was so young and had dealt with so much. There was never a peaceful moment for him, they both knew that.

Even when he stood as the new president his eyes darted around anxious. He had been here before, he knew good things never lasted for him. He should have lt the boy be happy even if it was only going to last for a moment longer. He should have been there letting him enjoy himself or even show him happiness as the world burned. Instead he proved his point, good things don’t last.

Tommy was emotional, his face counld never his what he felt. Complete joy when he played his disks, anger when they fought in the pit, even fear when he talked to a slowly breaking Wilbur. He thought he had witnessed every emotion but that day Tommy showed a new side. Sadness.

Unlike Tubbo he let himself feel happy. He danced, cheered, and even had tears in the corner of his eyes. When he turned and saw techno the tears started to fall. Tommy watched as he stood next to tubbo, weapon in hand. Anyone else would have thought nothing of it, he always carries a weapon and Tubbo was his friend, but Tommy knew better. He had seen this all before.

Time slowed down for Tommy as he shook his head making direct eye contact with him. He saw the remains of joy leave his face, fear setting into his features, anger curling his hands into fists, and sadness. His body trembled but frozen in place as the memories of the festival flashed back. He opened his mouth but only mouthed a single word, please. His eyes had started releasing tears, wanting to look away but he watched. He was no longer a warrior but a sad child who wasn’t ready to face reality. He had to look away but he knew Tommy was still watching and after that day he would never look at him the same way.

Those looks hadn’t left his brain and he doubt they ever would but there was one look or lack of that haunted him. Philza, he didn’t look at him, he looked at a monster.

His eyes were glazed over, despite looking in his direction they looked through him. The land he once heard great stories of now lay rubble under his feet. He held his son with his blood still on his hands as he looked out. He watched as he killed Tubbo and Tommy, his own brother.

Philza looked to him but his gaze didn’t meet his eyes. It looked everywhere but there. He stopped to focause on the blood, eyes trancing over scar he had helped bandage years ago. When he look at him he no longer saw a son but a beast destroying his family.

He shrugged off his boots, hung up his cape, and checked what supplies was left. He nearly smiled seeing that they took his words to heart when he said what’s mine is yours. Their looks replayed in his head and the smile stopped in its tracks.

Exhausted he collapsed on the first soft surface he saw. Not bothering to change out of his clothes that were covered in blood, sweat, and tears.

Tears?

He touched his face. He was crying and he hadn’t known. He wondered when it started and when would it stop. His body wasn’t shaking, his breathing was steady, and his heart felt numb.

He smiled. Maybe because he wanted to feel somthing again, maybe out of a crazed tired, or simply because he remembered the last time he cried. It was when he was a younger, he had gotten in a fight with Tommy or Wilbur over somthing childish.

They didn’t realize how upset he was until he said something that he knew would hurt. He should have remembered what he said but he didn’t or maybe he choose not to. Tommy ran away with Tubbo to their fort and Wilbur wouldn’t leave his room not even playing his guitar. It had been silent.

He had thought things would go back to normal they fought all the time this was no different, but when dinner came around tommy ate at Tubbo’s house and Wilbur ate in his room. He was never good with emotions but he knew he needed to say he was sorry. He got Philza’s help to get all gathered and he stood in front of them silent.

He always had hid him heart under layers of armor and sarcasm but under their gaze he let himself become vulnerable. He said some apology he doesn’t remember but he rememberers the realization he was crying.

He closed his eyes trying to get the tears to stop but instead he felt arms around him and Wilbur’s voice shaking with tears saying he was sorry too. Tommy and Philza joined the hug and he didn’t have to look up to know everyone was crying too. He had never liked hugs but he missed that one.

He open his eyes the warmth from the memory fading, his powerful body was still, eyes took in the blacks stone walls of his base, he felt his clothes coated in dirt, blood, and sweat, and he felt tears slowly collect on his chin.

The crown that was lopsided on his head began sliding off and it fell to the ground with a echoing crash. It rolled in place making a lot of small noises before coming to a dull stop.

Staring at the ceiling he was was still until somthing caught his eye. He laughed and couldn’t stop. He sat up and clutched his stomach shaking with laughter as he looked back up. On the ceiling was writing, even now he couldn’t escape them.

One message was in a silver sharpie saying, I’m dad’s favorite but if he was here he would be proud -Wilby. The second was in a red pen saying, I WUZ HERE. He had taught Tommy that if he wrote that the people couldn’t prove he did it and he used it even since despite using the same red pen which destroys the whole point. The last one was upside down and he had to turn around to see it. It was a drawing of him Tubbo, Tommy, Wilbur, and Philza drawn in a green crayon. It was stick figures but the amount of love in it made up for the lack of artistic skill. Underneath the drawing he say the words, love Tubbo with a B written back words.

Despite all the laughter the tears never stopped and as he calmed down and rolled back around he stared at his crown. Unlike the rest of his clothes it was still clean and shined against the black walls.

He watched as a few of his tears fell on it’s surface. It was made of pure gold but it felt fake. Unaware oh what he was doing he reached for the paper crown his family had made him as a joke. He held the crown close.

He decided he hated the silence wishing he could hear their laughter, rants, even them yelling at him would be better. His brain rotated through the same four looks the same silent sound.

His eyes began to give in as his body and heart begged for rest. His brain normally would pile on thought after worry after regret making it take hours to fall asleep, but this time his mind was as quiet as the rest of the world.

Blood stained his clothes as he lay still. The only proof he was alive were the tears slowly streaming down his face. He had survived with hardly a skratch but something died in him that day. The man powerful and feared was curled in on himself clinging onto a paper crown now covered in tear stains. As he drifted to sleep he heard a familiar guitar softy strum the tune to Melohigh. Warmth surrounded him as he learned into the imaginary hug.

A foolish king who tried to destroy everything and ended up destroying himself, is there a sadder sight?

[c4pricornc4ts]

It was not Your Fault, but Mine Angst One-Shot

Wilbur makes a huge mistake, and two people get hurt. 

TW // Alcohol, Violence, no comfort

Wilbur throws down his bags by the door. Slamming it behind him. Everything was too loud. His limbs felt heavy as he dragged himself over to his bedroom, he was exhausted. 

Since when did youtube get so tiring? Everyday felt like a fight. One day he's arguing with a landlord and the next he’s arguing with himself about believing the hate comments. 

He had finished editing a few videos before just quitting and coming home. He yells in frustration when he feels no less overwhelmed in his living room than when he was at the office. Everything was so overwhelming, every car that passed by sounded like a freight train. Felt like one too. 

He starts to get nauseous before he even considers drinking. He’d been doing so well on his promise to Philza and Niki. For a few months even his roommates didn’t bring alcohol into their flat. 

Wilbur had insisted it was okay for them to start keeping it in the cabinets. After all, life had been going well. He’s been sober for at least half a year and he never did plan on breaking his friend’s trust. 

Till now, when his head is stuffed with lead and the world only sounds angry. He’s even angrier with himself when he realizes it’s barely past noon. God, he really feels pathetic. Maybe the hate comments were right. 

With shaking hands he tears open the cabinet and grabs a whiskey glass. Setting it down, he grabs the cabinet sides and grits his teeth. Quickly before he can back out of this, he reaches for the bottle and pours a glass. 

He doesn’t stop at one. He didn’t plan on stopping till he’s numb. Not till the guilt and shame of drinking turns into peace. 

After four glasses he finally stops pitying himself and decides to go upstairs and play something with Philza. He gets up off the couch, leaving the tv on before going to pour himself another glass. Stumbling up the small stairway towards the computer in his room. 

He giggles and goes to Philza’s icon in discord. Clicking the call button before he can think any better of it. 

“Hey Wil, I thought you were too busy to play today?” He grins at the sound of his friend's voice and takes another sip. He’s leaning back a bit and the world feels like its spinning slightly. 

“S’s much better than the headaches…” He mumbles into his mic while going to steam.

“You’re having headaches again? Are you sick?” His friend sounds more concerned now, but Wilbur couldn’t be bothered asking why. 

“I’m not sick, I miss you. I miss Niki too.” He stops mid sentence and stops loading minecraft to open discord up. “Where’s Tommy?” He asks Philza suddenly. “H-he’s usually online…” 

“Did you really forget Wil? You said he could come get his camera he left at your place last week. I thought that’s what you were so busy with earlier.” Philza laughs softly, trying to play his concern off. 

Wilbur mumbles something in-coherent trying to understand what Philza was saying. 

“Maybe you should tell him to come over tomorrow Wil, you don’t seem well.” 

“Tell who?” He drags the second word out long enough it fades into a breathy laugh.

The doorbell rings, Wilbur takes another sip and puts his head on the computer desk. He wasn’t expecting anyone today anyways, his roommates all had keys. 

 “Wil? Wilbur! Are you even listening to me?” Philza was grateful to have ended the stream early today. 

He hears the sound of grocery bags rustling and two voices downstairs. He keeps his head down, glancing up to his screen long enough to disconnect from his call with Philza. 

There’s a muffled “Okay, thanks.” From the downstairs before someone walks right into his room. He turns his chair, prepared to answer a question about dinner before being left alone again. 

The peace he had been feeling was shattered when he realized who was standing in front of him. 

“Hey Wil, I just came by for the camera. Am I interrupting something?” He sounds unsure how to approach the situation. A drastic opposite to the very casual feeling Wilbur.

“Camera, right, uh.” He scrunches his eyebrows trying to think of where he left the camera. He finishes the rest of the glass and winces when it hits the back of his throat. “It’s on the bedside dresser. Yeah.” He’s leaning against the computer desk, looking at the wall. 

Anything to avoid Tommy seeing him like this. 

“Wait- are you okay? Phil told me you didn’t drink- at least not anymore.”

“ ‘m fine Toms. It-It’s fine okay?” He’s tripping over his words, and the bad feelings from earlier are rooting themselves back in his chest. 

“I don’t think you are fine Wilbur…” 

He sighs and turns to look at the blonde who is fiddling with his camera to avoid looking at Wilbur. The room spins a bit and he grips his chair arm and tries to keep himself together. 

He needed Tommy to leave. “I’m fucking fine Toms. Completely fine.” The boy is looking at him now, the hurt evident across his face. Wilbur can’t stand it. “Why are you just standing there? You got what you came here for. Now go.” 

It hurts him to be so cross with Tommy. He knows the boy looks up to him. The fact he was seeing Wilbur like this just stung so badly. He was already hurting himself, he needed the kid gone before they both end up a mess. 

“Wilbur are you drun-” He tilts his head and scrunches his nose in question. 

Wilbur saw red. No one should’ve let him in. Someone should’ve protected him from ever seeing this side of him. Tommy always thought of him as such a good person. Someone stronger than he really was. 

He throws the glass at Tommy. The boy covers the left side of his head and closes his eyes as Wilbur watches the glass break against the wall. They are silent for a beat, the only sound being their breathing.

“Tommy I-” Wilbur runs his hands down his face. His whole body flooded with regret. “I-i’m sorry. Please I-”

Wilbur takes a step towards him, reaching out to try and check his arms for injury. “God, Tommy I’m sorry, really.” 

Tommy takes a step back and looks at Wilbur with the most disappointed expression and tries to stop shaking. He meets Wilbur’s eyes and both of them find themselves on the verge of tears.

Before Wilbur can even stutter out another apology, Tommy had bolted down the stairs and slammed the door on his way out. 

He really fucked it up this time.