#pogtopiabur x reader

[mysticalsoot]

🎄connor's christmas event🎄

i never get super into Halloween which is probably part of why I ended up scrapping that event. so I've decided to turn it into a Christmas event! starting now to Dec 25th, I'll be taking requests for moodboards, blurbs, and fics !! all of them will be Christmas-themed and you can pick what character. request rules are down below !! posts will begin dec 1st but requests are open now for the event!! i want to have plenty of prep time so have at it!!

KICK OFF; a very godbur christmas

godbur x gn!reader, godbur has a gift to his favorite mortal. perhaps it'll be your favorite christmas yet.

FINAL FIC; the Christmas kitten

cc!wilbur x gn!reader, a stray kitten on christmas eve in brighton? count me in.

event taglist; @lillylvjy @whos-nicooo @haunted-headset (msg or dm me to be added!)

(request list guide below cut!)

want to request? read this first!

★ I will write for any wilbur character which includes;

★ cc!wilbur

★ c!wilbur (lmanbur, pogtopiabur, revivebur, ghostbur)

★ sorry boys bursonas (wilma, zombur, darkwolf)

★ other bursonas; argbur, 100p bur, simpbur

★ my own characters; labrat!wil, godbur, bs!wil

★ keep the requests somehow related to Christmas, but other than that, have at it!

★ specify if you want a moodboard/fic/blurb/hcs in your request

★ in regards to moodboard, be specific in what vibe you want!! so the scenario, character, vibe, style of board or if you want it to be paired with hc's

★ here's an example of a moodboard;

[thatscrazyrandom]

vote Wilbur!

He's a showman. He's had not one but two dramatic costume changes involving trenchcoats. He's got catchphrases, a theme song or two, man has motifs.

Oncelerfication. The various eras of his life are talked about like different people-L'Manbur, Pogtopiabur, Revivedbur. Plus people ship them. Can't speak much on that because I don't, but it happens

his tag was fucking full of x readers back in the day, place was infested

Walks the line between meow-meow and ominous presence. Leaned more meow-meow after spending 13.5 years in purgatory, but who wouldn't? But remember the concern when he was around in Pogtopia? The suspense? Niki's party?

Making something that shouldn't be sexy sexy. Look at Wilbur's minecraft skin. That mouthless face, those blank eyes. Now look at the cover of Revived by Derivakat. That's sexymanification right there

He has that je ne sais quoi

I asked for propaganda and the Wilbur voters have made their move.

You make some good points. Thank you, I appreciate it. I especially like the point on Oncelerfication, very true. And if the guy with Oncelerfication isn't a tumblr sexyman, who is right? And Revived by Derivakat is a good example of sexymanification, true.

You've given me some things to think about.

I will wait a touch longer in case any Joe Hills voters would like to make their case.

[sardonic-the-writer]

Guitar lessons with the Burs?

Ooooooohhhh

Simpbur has one of those electric guitars you can plug in. It has a stains from spilled drinks, stray pieces of pizza, and years of wear and tear. But when he find out his darling wants some guitar lessons? This man tries his best to make it look as spiffy as the day he was born

Lmanbur runs a hand through his hair, laughing breathily. Sure love, he would say, just come join me tonight on top of the burger van for a lesson under the stars :)

Vilbur simply laughs in your face. Cackles, is more like it actually. You think that he [*wheeze*] is going to teach you how to play the guitar?

...he did it anyways

Pogtopiabur doesn't even look up from the stack of papers he's staring at when you ask him. Instead he waves you off with a generic response along the lines of "I think techno has that" or "whatever you say" :(

Ghostbur claps his hands together, cooing with excitement. He's so excited to teach you! Now he's just gotta ask around to see if anyone's seen his glimmering mahogany instrument!

If only anyone knew

Revivebur blanches for a bit. He had forgotten he had even played the damn thing. After revival, music had been the last thing on his mind, much less making it himself. But hey, if that's what you want he'll gladly dig around for the old thing

[yearninqheart]

we burned too bright (now the fires gone).

The lives, deaths, and revivals of both Wilbur Soot and (Y/N) (Y/L/N) were anything but forgettable by the citizens of what once was L’Manberg—no matter how hard they tried to forget the consequences they so desperately tried to outrun.

or, wilbur and the reader cross paths once again but neither know who was the catalyst to their own destruction until it’s a bit too late feat. pirates, war, haunted pasts, and destruction—seemingly everywhere they go.

pairing: c!wilbur soot x reader contains: gender-neutral!reader, pirate!reader, enemies to friends to lovers, timeline is from l’manberg up to current lore (revivedbur), mentions war/fighting, blood, injuries, not entirely canon compliant (generally follows the main storyline though), mental health issues, i’ll add more as the story progresses notes: alternatively titled babylon on wattpad. taglist can be found here. status: discontinued

. . . PLAYLIST

i. all the things she said by poppy ii. teeth by 5 seconds of summer iii. my songs know what you did in the dark iv. i did something bad by taylor swift v. hayloft by mother mother vi. hayloft II by mother mother vii. burning pile by mother mother viii. control by halsey ix. anti-hero by sekai no owari x. everybody wants to rule the world by lorde xi. bury a friend by billie eilish xii. you should see me in a crown xiii. fitzpleasure by alt-J xiv. breezeblocks by alt-J xv. achilles come down by gang of youths xvi. alligator skin boots by mccafferty xvii. fairly local by twenty one pilots xviii. wires by the neighbourhood xix. devil town by cavetown xx. mad hatter by melanie martinez xxi. look what you made me do by taylor swift xxii. babylon by 5 seconds of summer

. . . CHAPTERS

LIFE

…

DEATH

REVIVAL

. . . EXTRAS

character aesthetics (main cast)

additional character aesthetics

series aesthetics

[candyplayssssss]

My love

POGTOPIA C!WILBUR X GN!READER

Cw: angst , mention of death ,

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I smile at Wilbur , he returns the smile and wraps an arm around me. Leaning into his touch , everything around me felt warm and peaceful. He preps a kiss to my head and whispers sweet things to me.

"I love you."

"My pretty little doll."

"All mine."

Slowly closing my eyes , I lean closer to him but it felt different.. re-opening my eyes , I am surrounded by rubble.

"W-what the fuck..."

I see a faint out line of a ghost silhouette up ahead , it then disappears , replaced by a living being. With wine red eyes and a white streak upon their hair.

- -

I frantically sit up and find myself in a sweat. Looking around for Wilbur , my memory kicked in.

He was gone.

I curl up into a ball and start to sob quietly , his death had impacted me horribly.

I keep getting these nightmares about him.. and when I wake up I hope he is there to comfort me but that no good traitor ditched me.

He ditched us all.

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A/n:

Woooo my platonic fiance requested this one , sorry if it a little short. Writers block kicked in 💀

[god1ngs]

╭៹ꜜ # forehead kisses ༉

c!wilbur arcs x reader

◟ᝰ warnings・some angst, one (1) mention of suicide/death

◟ᝰ notes・this is honestly just me rambling about c!wilbur. why is it so long please

ᝰ L'MANBUR ◞

wilbur is a fan of any and all kisses. really, he just likes to be close to you, but getting / giving kisses in the process? fantastic. he loves it. especially whenever he can make you lose focus from whatever you're working on and tell you to pay attention to him.

forehead kisses though? this guy is smitten for them.

gives them to you all the time: when you're working, when he's supposed to be working, when you're helping him take care of fundy— any time he can, wilbur will be giving you forehead kisses.

whenever you're busy, he'll usually pretend he has to walk past you for whatever reason and quickly kiss you on your forehead. he loves your reaction: telling him that you can't focus on your work. he only teases you more for it.

"if you can't focus on your work, then you should give me some attention, hm?"

he absolutely adores recieving them too. he always gets this blush on his face and the biggest smile. he especially loves whenever he has his head in your lap, your hand in his hair, and you lean down and press a kiss to his forehead.

he will melt.

if you ever give him forehead kisses while he's cooking too? this man will not let go of you. hugging you from behind, his chin on your shoulder, even just having his arm pressed against yours; he's not straying away from you longer than a few seconds.

"wil, i can't dice the vegetables with your head on my shoulder."

"dice them with the other arm."

in conclusion: give him forehead kisses and let him kiss your forehead. please.

ᝰ POGTOPIABUR ◞

now, with pogtopia wilbur, there won't be very much affection. he's lost his country, been exiled, and killed within the span of minutes. he's still processing what happened as he's forced into a ravine with tommy.

he will probably avoid you for a little bit. he can't bare to look at you after the shame of what happened in 'manberg'. you don't care about that though, you care about him— one of the many reasons he fell in love with you.

after you find him and tell him that what happened doesn't matter to you, that he's still your wilbur, he'll be a little less ashamed of it.

now onto the forehead kissing before i begin rambling about pogtopia wilbur.

he doesn't give you as many forehead kisses as he did when he was still in his presidency. it's one of the many things you noticed had changed about him. you don't bring it up though: it's a given that he's changed somewhat after what happened. it isn't anything too bad, right?

it isn't very often you get to sit down and have a mere talk with wilbur anymore. he's been working a lot more— gathering resources, trying to make the cave a little more like home. you think he's overworking himself on purpose, to distract himself from what's happened.

when you do grt a chance to sit with him though, it's always the moments that you find yourself clinging to. sometimes you scoot closer to him until your legs are touching, the closest you two have gotten since pogtopia had started.

sometimes he'll hold you. he doesn't have the tight grasp he had when he was president, instead a looser one. you don't mind though. you're just happy to be held by wilbur again. he never speaks much when he holds you now, only tucks his head in the crook of your neck.

before he leaves, he'll lay a gentle kiss to you temple. it's nice. it reminds you of the old wilbur. you hope he's okay.

"i'll talk to you later, dear. i have things to do."

giving him forehead kisses though? he loves it. he never expresses it, but he loves it. if he has his head tucked in the crook of your neck and you kiss the top of his head, he'll give you a small squeeze. maybe you'll hear him let out a shaky breath. maybe you'll feel tears wet your neck.

every time you give him something as small as a kiss to the forehead, he's reminded why he keeps fighting. why he doesn't just blow l'manberg to the fucking ground. he hopes you'll be enough to stop him.

spoiler: you weren't.

ᝰ GHOSTBUR ◞

after wilbur's suicide, a desaturated lookalike replaced him. the ghost of wilbur soot. he acted nothing like the man, at least he didn't act like how he did in pogtopia. still, you welcomed him into your life.

ghostbur was nice to have around. you enjoyed his company; his carefree nature was a breath of fresh air from the usual melancholy from the rest of the server.

he told you of the many happy memories he had of wilbur's. only the happy ones though, you remember him telling you. fundy's first steps; fundy coming out as wilbur's son; the beginning of l'manberg and all the people in it; and so, so many of you. he told you many of the memories that included you.

"i have a lot of happy memories with you in them! alivebur really liked you."

ghostbur did too, it seems.

it wasn't long before the ghost of the man you love(d?) had crossed the line of friendship. you enjoyed it though, the affection and attention and whispered prasies— perhaps less because it was your lover's desaturated version and more so because it was ghostbur.

again, you've found yourself falling in love with wilbur soot.

the first time he kisses your forehead is when you're preparing potions. he swung by, as he usually did, with an ever so gleeful grin and a soft spoken, almost echoey tone. those things about ghostbur never changed.

"hello! i wanted to come see you! i was just as technoblade's place and..."

you let him tell you all about what had happened at techno's, even if it wasn't much. you were making potions while listening, nodding your head and humming along.

he stopped talking though and, right as you turned your head to ask why, you found yourself face to face with him. he grinned and, with a laugh, placed a kiss to your temple.

"thank you for listening to me, my dear! you're always so nice to me!"

in return, you lean up (even if he is a ghost, he's still the same towering stature of 6'5) and kiss his forehead as well. that's when you notice that the blush on his cheeks is blue? you'd have to see more of that.

for now, you'll enjoy ghostbur's giggles about how you kissed his forehead.

ᝰ REVIVEDBUR ◞

with ghostbur gone, as tommy had told you through rushed syllables and dragged you to the ruins of l'manburg, you had no clue if your past lover would have been waiting at the area he died.

to your (almost) surprise, he was. newly revived wilbur, in all his glory, standing atop of a hill. he's back.

tommy yells and shouts, although wilbur's not listening. he's more interested in ranboo and tubbo.

then he sees you.

and god, you're still as beautiful as he remembers.

he strolls over to you, boots tapping against the glass over the wreckage that once was a home. you don't have time to react before he's pulling you into a hug.

"my darling! oh, i haven't seen you in so long! what've you done? what've you been up to? we have so much to catch up on, my dear!"

you can't find it in yourself to pull away. after all these months, you've never realized how much you've missed wilbur.

you lean into his cold touch, let your arms wrap around his waist as they had done so many times before. you can't even hear tommy shouting at the two of you.

his head lifts up and he grins. you just notice the white streak in his hair. it's a nice touch.

he leans down to kiss your forehead— he'll save the first kiss since he's been revived in a more private area. after he's brushed his teeth as well.

he lets go of you after, going on to talk about how he spent thirteen years in limbo, in that damned train station— clawing at the cement walls, screaming for help, pacing until his feet went numb. you wince at the imagery.

it's not until later do you get to repay the favor of kissing his forehead, when he's got you on his lap, chest against chest. he holds you close to him as if he's never held you before, tight and reassuring.

he doesn't say anything in this moment. even with the joyous appearance he took on when he was first revived, you knew there was no way he was going to be ecstatic after. ecstatic to be revived? sure. but knowing life has gone on without you? never.

you tilt his head down to kiss his forehead. you can see the faint smile on his lips, although his words are teasing.

"did you really miss me that much, my dear? prime, you're reminding me of pogtopia... keep kissing me though, dear."

you don't speak, only letting the silence envelop you two before kissing his forehead again. you have all the time in the world now.

◟ᝰ TAGLIST・MASTERLIST

[taintedsoup]

You tear down my reason, (help me) it's your sex I can smell, (help me) you make me perfect, help me become somebody else

rules

1 — be polite to everyone on the blog. this includes: myself, mutuals, & anons. 2 — i reserve the right to deny any request i receive. 3 — don't pressure me to write. i take a while due to irl stuff, but i promise it's always worth the wait. 4 — everything i write is about the characters. i do not write for content creators. 5 — i will not write ship posts. i will write polyamorous [i.e. wilbur x reader x quackity, techno x reader x dream]

who i write for [reminder: only c!versions]

— dream [#drm] — dreamxd [#drmxd] — georgenotfound [#gnf] — sapnap [#spnp] — wilbursoot [#wlbr] — revivebur [#revbur] — l'manbur [#lmnbur] — simpbur [#smpbur] — pogtopiabur [#pgtbur] — presidentbur [#presbur] — jschlatt [#jsclt] — quackity [#qckty] — technoblade [#tchnobld] — awesamdude [#awsmde] — the_eret [#eret] — punz [#pnz]

[sardonic-the-writer]

Idk if you write this or not (sorry if you don't and it makes you u comfortable) but, what do you think the bursonas are like in bed ���? What are their kinks 🌝?

Jeezus anon are you trying to kill me? It's six in the morning, I'm not prepared for this shit [*sobs*]

LMAN!BUR

Standard Wilbur as we all know, around his presidency arc. Still reeling from wining against Dream. But when it comes to the bedroom and not the battlefield though, he's pretty basic. Just likes to see you happy, make you feel nice. One of the only versions of Wilbur that uses a condom and proper safe system (sadly). Then again though, this is about as sane as he gets. So enjoy it

Does love it when you call him sir though.

POGTOPIA!BUR

I don't even know if he'd want to have sex. I mean, with how much he's coped up in his musty hole of a room, sure the man gets horny pretty easily. But Wilbur has so much more to be doing than numbing the legs off of you. He did end up bringing you back to his bed once, and a gun may or may not have come out to play, but I guess we'll never know, now will we?

GHOSTBUR

This guy. This guy right here. Best man to have sex with if you're all for consent. Fucking hell, he even asks permission for hand holding. So you best bet that in bed he's going to be as curtious to you as he can.

Uses the green, yellow, red system and checks every three minutes to make sure you're doing alright. Ready to stop whenever you need (because as a ghost, I don't know why, but he has such high tolerance. Can litteraly fuck you forever)

He's a switch; likes to take care of you, but will cave if you pull the right strings. Ghostbur also has a sort of kink where he likes to give you blue as you reach your peak. Claims that it makes you enjoy it better, and strangly, it actually does.

REVIVEBUR

Switch. Switch all the way. Have you seen how he acts with Quackity? Man's talks a big game but is prepared to take what he dished out. But loves to take controll as much as he does loose it. Sometimes you'll even find him laying there with a smirk as you try to flustered him (but to no avail.)

Has a temperature kink. Sometimes we all forget that he spent a large portion of his life in Antarctica with Phil and Techno, so he's all for dropping an ice cube or two here and there.

I don't even think I have to explain the fire aspect.

Also, has a praise kink. More giving than receiving.

PHANTOM!BUR

A switch. Not much to elaborate on there, he just dosent mind being the one on the bottom sometimes. But when he does prevail and come out on top, he's a kinky bastard.

Loves to do a thing called spider walking. A not really well known kink, but it sure as fuck is an interesting one.

Spider walking is basically tying someone up to a chair, blind folded, noise canceling headphones on, room dark, ect ect. The seated person has no idea what's going on. They can't see, hear, feel, or smell. It's just darkness.

And then in comes Wilbur. With his night vision and dark navy wings that beostlewhen you run your fingers through them. He takes his time over stimulating you by just touches of his fingers. By just the feel of his breath on your back untill a puddle of your own want has formed on the seat

I guess being the predator comes with his animalistic side

SIMPBUR

Dear lord. How do I even explain this.

Man's has a secret fantasy of you stalking him.

He imagines more often than not how it would feel to come home and see that one of his boxers are missing. Or that his sheets looked slightly used. Or how his closet had been rummaged through and was looking more empty than usual.

Wilbur also would love to fuck you against a sliding door that looks out onto the streets below, just so that way everyone knew you were his. And that he was never letting you go

[sardonic-the-writer]

Pogtopia!bur with that kink from the list (I hereby declare myself Ghost anon) 👻

Hey hello there 👻 anon. Nice to have you

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The feeling of a cold metal barel dragging across your exposed skin made muscles freeze. A small laugh drew itself out of Wilburs throat as he watched you go still.

"What? Scared of a little gun?" He grinned wildly, eyes crazed and dark purple circles hanging underneath them like loose luggage. You knew something was off when he had asked you to come see him after hours, but brushed it off as he wasn't able to sleep.

Somehow laying almost nude against his scraggly little.ned didn't strike you as insomnia.

Wilbur held it up to your cheekbone with a pout, tracing it up and over your nose untill the thing was string down at you menacingly.

You swore you could see the bullet shining inside it.

"Don't worry dear-" Wilbur wispered "-its only loaded."

One hand keeping the gun tracing patterns against your face, neck, chest, he brought the other down to the mess you'd made in between your thighs. He swirled the liquids around on his fingers, brining one up to pop it in his mouth and suckle.

"Now it's time for the real fun (Y/n)."

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