#wilbur robinson x violet parr

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

𝐅𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫

Chapter five: Secret Candy Canes

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notes: Modern AU-ish! They're all around 15-16 in this fic, This is not an X Reader fic!! Likes & Reblogs are appreciated !

chapter 4

chapter 6 ( coming soon )

It's Wednesday, which means two more days until Christmas break. It had also been two days since everything had happened with the flowers and the movies. Still, everything must continue.  No one was really doing anything in class, as not even the teachers wanted to be there. Violet and Penny sat next to each other, history killing the both of them. 

"Wanna get food after school today?" Penny texted the group chat which had been named Futuristic Four, considering how odd they all were. Wilbur, of course came up with the name. In seconds, each one of them began to reply. 

Wil: Sure, let me tell my mom 

Hiro: can we go to the burger joint, I want their fries 

Vi: but they're so greasy :/ 

Penalicious: true, but they're also really salty ;)

Vi: ... penny do me a favor and log out for me 

Wil: HSAHAHA

Hiro: penny where did that come from :00

Penalicious: I was hacked, sorry guys :( 

Vi: mhm.. sure 

Vi: I just texted my mom, she said I can go 

Penalicious: YES, bless your mothers heart

Wil: I love Helen, she makes good food 

Hiro: why don't we just tell her mom to cook 

Vi: guys my mom isn't a personal chef, and I don't wanna be home right now

Penalicious: what time does this class end? i'm losing my mind 

Wil: in like ten minutes 

Wil: history isn't that bad 

Hiro: says the one with the time machine

Vi: true 

Wil: you like english, you cannot speak on this 

Penalicious: he has a point 

Vi: wow thanks penny -_-

Hiro: whats wrong with english 

Vi: nothing they're just lazy 

Penalicious: not true 

Penalicious: i read 

Vi: bed time stories for TODDLERS don't count  

Wil: TODDLERS??? 

Hiro: penny... why...

Penalicious: okay moving on 

Penalicious: where are we going to eat? 

Penny noticed Violet asking the teacher for something, it was quiet in the class now that they had an actual assignment to do. Then, Violet walked out. Penny assumed she had to go to the bathroom. 

Hiro: Idk, I suggested burger joint but Vi doesn't like the fries 

Wil: *sent an image* 

Penny tapped on the image, and a picture of Violet came up, standing at the water fountain waiting for her turn. The image was taken from inside Wilbur's class. Then, he sent another. This time Violet was looking at the camera, putting the middle finger up at him. Penny giggled quietly to herself. 

Vi: Wilbur I'm shaving all your hair off in your sleep 

Wil: WHAT? 

Hiro: HAHAHAH SHE WOULD 

Penalicious: guys they're selling candy canes 

Penalicious: a girl in class is talking about it 

Vi: it's supposed to be like a secret santa thing i think 

Wil: yeah, I ordered one 

Hiro: HUH?? AND YOU DIDN'T TELL US??? 

Penalicious: OMG FOR WHO :0000

Wil: it's not for you guys to know 

Wil: i'll think about it, maybe if I'm in the christmas spirit i'll tell you guys 

Vi: guys the water fountain broke :( 

Vi: the waters too cold 

Hiro: i have an extra water bottle if you want 

Vi: yes please, thank you 

Violet waited a bit outside by the water fountain, and soon enough Wilbur came out. Violet smiled as he shut the classroom door before walking with her around the halls. 

"So, who'd you get a candy cane for?" Violet asked, a smug look on her face. From July to now, the two had been what others would call harmless flirts. Usually the banter would be started by Wilbur, but upon recieving new information, Violet decided otherwise. 

"I don't know, I guess we'll just have to wait and see." Wilbur shrugged, turning his nose up playfully. Violet giggled as the two walked around for a bit, just wasting time. It was the last period of the day, which was better since almost everyone was trying to just get the day over with. 

"My moms having a dinner for my dad later, if you want you can join us. I'm sure she'd be happy to see you." Wilbur said, knowing that Franny had been dying to see Violet. 

"Sure, I'll go. Should I bring a gift?" She asks, and Wilbur shakes his head. 

"You don't have too. It's just because one of his inventions finally got approved for mass production, so my mom wants to celebrate." Wilbur said as the two stopped outside of her class. 

"That's good for him, since he's up in his lab all the time." Violet says, checking her phone to see Penny spamming her with texts. The bell would be ringing soon. 

"Go to class, we have a few minutes left."Violet said, standing up a little more to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. He smiled before taking hold of her hand, kissing over it. It was something he did often, since he had been to nervous to actually kiss her again, at least without asking her. 

Violet entered class to see Penny waving a candy cane around. Violet's eyes widened as she took her seat. "You got one?" Violet asked, before Penny shook her head, putting it on Violet's desk. 

"No, but you did." She said, poking her. Violet took hold of the candy cane, reading the note attached to it. 'Merry Christmas Violet.' Was all it said, with a small heart next to it. Then, the bell rang, everyone getting up from their seats quickly. Violet and Penny walked out into the hall, talking about the candy cane. Penny said she needed to go to her locker, so Violet followed, the two continuing their conversation. 

"Who would send you one? Maybe it was brick? Before he got back with Blossom." Penny said, but Violet shook her head. 

"No, I don't think he ever really liked me like that." Violet said, before Penny gasped. 

"What about Dipper?" Violet almost let out a laugh. Had she been a more honest, less secretive friend, she would've told her it was Wilbur. But she let Penny have her fun being a detective. 

"It could be, but it's been a whole like," Violet stopped to count. They had broken up in May of last year. So, eight months. "Eight months, he wouldn't still try to be with me after that long. At least I hope not." Violet said, before Penny nodded, putting some books in her locker. She did care about Dipper, they had been together for five months, but they both agreed they were better off as friends. To her knowledge, he hasn't had another girlfriend since. 

"Eight months of what?"Hiro asked, opening Penny's door to look at himself in the mirror. 

"Dipper and Vi." Penny said, not noticing the way Wilbur tensed at the mention of it. He was actually friends with Dipper, until he got with Violet. "We're trying to figure out who got her a candy cane." Penny said, grabbing her gym bag from her locker to take it home for the day. Hiro's eyes widened before trying to cover up his expression, 

"Oh, that makes sense. But they broke up a while ago." Hiro said, and Violet nodded. Wilbur shrugged, fixing his bag on his shoulder. 

"We can talk about that later. I'm hungry." Wilbur said, and Penny closed her locker, pointing down the hall. 

"Then let's go. Have we decided where we're getting food?" Penny asked, and Hiro shrugged. 

"I dunno, Vi it's up to you." Hiro said, before Violet thought as they all walked down the hall, making their way out of the school. 

"Why don't we get pizza? I'm sure they have fries on the menu somewhere." Violet said, and Penny nodded happily. 

"Oh yes, pizza sounds good right now." She said, and Violet laughed. Violet took out her headphones and put one in, before offering the other to Penny, who shook her head as a no, deciding to engage in the conversation Hiro and Wilbur had stirred up. Violet put both headphones in as they walked out of the school, the courtyard filled with students. Violet had looked down, checking to see if her mom had sent her a message, before she saw she had actually gotten a message from her friend Luz. 

Luz was in and out during the semesters of the year, and she had decided to go back to her other dimension to spend the winter break there. 

Luz: Hey! My friends from the 'other side' wanna meet you! Is that okay? If not I can tell them you aren't feeling up to it. 

Luz: Plus, Amity is here ;) 

"Hey guys." Violet said, taking one headphone out. They stopped and looked at her, stopping on the side of the courtyard. "I'm gonna meet up with a friend real quick, you guys head to the pizza place, I'll be there soon." Violet said, not really giving them a time to answer. Penny raised a brow as she watched Violet quickly walk through the crowd. 

"Is she okay?"Hiro asked, before Wilbur shrugged. 

"Maybe we upset her?" Wilbur asked, before Penny shook her head, starting to walk again. 

"No, when she's upset she doesn't really say anything. Maybe she just wants to see her friend." Penny said, fixing the strap on her shoulder bag. Hiro huffed, pulling on his own bag straps. 

"But when do we not know her friends? Aren't we like the only people she talks too?" Hiro asked, before Penny scoffed. 

"Please, Violet actually has a good number of friends. She meets them through art class, and music too." Penny said, and Hiro felt uneasy. 

"So I have more competition? Is that what I'm hearing?" He asked, and Wilbur chuckled as they rounded the corner, walking down the street. 

"It's only competition if you let them think they have a chance." Wilbur said grinning. 

"Violet! You made it!" Luz said happily as she saw Violet walk over quickly, shivering a bit. 

"Yeah, I'm going out with friends for pizza in a bit so I thought I would come say bye before you leave." Violet said hugging Luz. She smiled as they pulled away, waving to Amity. She had met Amity before, on the first day of school actually. Amity seemed calm, before she stepped to the side to show everyone else. Violet had also met Eda and King, who she thought were actually very funny. 

"Hey kiddo, how's it been?" Eda asked, pulling Violet into a side hug while King hugged her leg. 

"It's been alright, confusing." Violet said, and Eda gave a sad smile ruffling her hair. 

"You're tough kid, you got whatever your dealing with." Eda said, before looking to Luz who motioned to everyone else. 

"Violet, these are my friends! This is Willow and Gus, from school." Luz said, and Willow smiled calmly wile Gus grinned a bit. Willows hair was almost a teal color, and she had large glasses. She was around Luz's height, and she smiled sweetly waving. Gus was on the shorter side, around an inch shorter than Willow. His eyes were big and so was his smile. Amity then moved to the other side of Luz, gesturing to two other people, one with longer green hair, and the other with short green hair. Both were dressed in fur coats and warm gloves. 

"These are my siblings, Edric and Emira. They insisted on coming along." Amity said with an eye roll, and Emira just smiled, walking over to Violet. 

"You must be Violet. My brothers been very excited to meet you." She winks, and her brother blushes. Violet's eyes go wide and she lets out a nervous laugh. 

"Oh, I-I couldn't understand why. But I'm flattered." She said smiling to Edric. This was gonna be a lot of explaining later. 

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This Barbie selfie generator is awesome 🤣🤣

[cryptid-moone]

Not to be a downer but willet nation, can one of y’all explain the appeal for team future??? I read it (and skipped damn near 75% future Wilbur and Violet had me annoyed) did NOT enjoy 😭

How is this the “best” willet fic out there I genuinely want an answer

Anywho uhh peak (implied???) willet imo is from https://archiveofourown.org/users/LibertyBelleAnne/pseuds/LibertyBelleAnne/works?fandom_id=24807930

Go read these, they’re fire 😎

Ight gn

[winterxisxcomingx]

Wilbur: Your eyes are like IKEA.

Violet: Not again-

Wilbur: I'm lost in them.

Violet: Then get lost.

Wilbur: aww, you're blushing!

Wilbur: Ouch!

Wilbur: Did you... just hit me... with your love~!?

[lunaqueenblossom]

❝Sit down at my table, put your minds at ease. If you relax it will enable me to do anything I please❞.

➳Friends On the Other Side.

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Like I said, I had an edit of the Futuristic Four prepared for Halloween, and this song is definitely my favorite of all the Disney villains ��.

Initially it would be an edit of these four heroes at a horror fair, but my plans were changed at the last minute by this crazy idea 😅.

Hope you like it! ❤️ And have a nice day!

[sayain-princess-vegenta]

Willet

You know with the release of The Incredibles 2 i thought the willet (Wilbur Robinson/Violet Parr) fandom would have rose from their graves even just a little, but it seems like this fandom has gotten even less traffic because of it. It just makes me feel all alone shipping it. Oh well I’m not stopping

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27821611/chapters/68112385

[edream93]

I love this! ❤❤❤

16 :)

16.“I’ll kick his ass if you want me to.” 

Wilbur held up the book he was holding to his face. He was trying to beinconspicuous – a word he got from his word-of-the-day calendar Carl gave him acouple of months ago for his birthday. He liked how the word sounded on his tongue,and the meaning of it fit the way it tasted in his mouth. Inconspicuous – not readilyseen or noticeable. A noun.

Being inconspicuous wasn’t a trait that ran in the Robinsonfamily. 

He peered over the edge of his book, seeing his girlfriend’s accusingexpression.

“What did you do this time?” she asked, a suspicion tone behind herquestion.

They had only been dating for two months, been friends for a year and ahalf, and she could tell by even the slightest way his hand shook when pickedup a pencil what was wrong with him.

He dropped his gaze, going back to the paragraph on semi-conductors hehad to read for one of his electrical engineering classes. Whenever professorssaid to read in the syllabus, he took it as a day of no assigned work. Herarely read, and when he did, he torrented an illegal pdf of the book online.The book in his hands, he thought, did not fit into the word inconspicuous. Amonth and a half into the semester meant that any prospect of buying a book fora class meant financial suicide.

So no, not inconspicuous.

Keep reading

[edream93]

“Be more careful next time. I don’t want to bandage you up again.” Willet if you want!

Another Anon also asked: “You heard me. Take. It. Off.” -　with Willet?I’m sorry this took so long to get back to. This has literally been in my draft folder for ages. Hope you enjoy!

“You heard me,” Violet leaned back in her chair with an annoyed sigh. “Take. It. Off.”

Dash groaned as he shifted in his chair, weakly trying to reach back to where his zipper was at the back of neck only to realize that Edna didn’t put a zipper on this new costume. He paused to look up pityingly at Violet, a pout that made him look much younger than his twenty-one years and reminded Violet of old missions where they would be too tired to do much of anything other than lay in the middle of the living room, usually covered in dust and smelling of smoke.

Feeling pity for the oldest of her brothers, Violet tapped the the large “D” with a lighting bolt through it on his chest - his first personal insignia. A beeping sound was heard before the suit expanded to a ridiculous size, allowing Dash to easily shrug out of it. Once his top half was off, a slowly bleeding cut on his side as well as the darkening bruises that seemed to cover him was revealed.

“Yeah…this totally looks like you won,” Violet sarcastically drawled, pulling out her first aid kit and beginning to rummage through it for the needed supplies. Her hands had long ago learned to not shake when treating her brother but that still didn’t stop the protective swell that clutched her heart every time she saw him hurt.

Dash rolled his eyes, biting his lip when Violet poked the cut on his side just a little too firmly. “Trust me,” the speedster grinned through the pain, “the other guy looks worst.”

Violet hummed though chose to not say anything further as she continued to clean his cut. Once the cut was clean and she could see his body quickly beginning to stitch himself back together. Being a Super had its benefits when you got hurt. Being a speedster Super sped things up infinitely quicker.

“You know,” she began, placing a large bandage over the cut that she knew would be pointless within two hours. “You could have done this yourself.”

Dash shrugged, shifting in his chair so slightly that anyone else would have just thought he was adjusting himself but the carton of leftover Chinese food he now held indicated he had rummaged through her refrigerator in less than the time it took her to blink.

“Could have,” he said around a mouthful of cold fried rice. “But I was in the neighborhood-”

“You mean three cities over,” Violet frowned.

“As I was saying, I was in the neighborhood and I figured, ‘Hey! I need to take care of these wounds and I haven’t hung out with Vi in a while so…why not?’”

Violet placed a bandage on the cut of Dash’s cheek before getting up, again, moreso out of sisterly care than the already healing cut needing it. “There, that’s all I can do for you until you heal up yourself. Be more careful next time. I don’t want to bandage you up again,” she sighed looking down at him. “Now, why are you here, Dash? Did mom and dad put you up to this?”

Before Dash could answer, a rummaging sound was heard at the door, bringing Violet’s attention away from her brother and to the young man with a well known cowlick entering her apartment with bags of groceries, Wilbur Robinson, her roommate.

Violet only had a second to glance back at the cheshire grin on her brother’s face, the only warning of his actual goal of coming here. It was reflexes from living with a family full of Supers that allowed Violet to put up a force field keeping Dash confined to her room but to also make the room look empty from Wilbur’s perspective, a skill that had taken years of practice to accomplish.   

“Hey Vi, I hope you’re ready for the Robinson Family Spaghetti dinner!” Wilbur grinned, placing the bags down before glancing up at her a big grin on his face. He frowned suddenly though, taking in the tense way she held herself and how she kept her hands behind her back. “Something wrong?”

“Nope!” Violet chirped a little too quickly. “Nothing’s wrong. Everything is peachy. Just peachy.”

Wilbur looked at her suspiciously. “Right,” he drawled out, not seeming convinced at all. He squinted his eyes at her before gasping. “Is that blood?” he asked voice filled with concern at the blood on the side of her shirt.

“Uh…nosebleed!” Violet said quickly. “Couldn’t grab a tissue in time so just used my shirt. The air in here is a little bit dry. Oh! Is that spaghetti? Want some help?”

Attention brought back to his original task, Wilbur went into an excited tale about how he was finally granted permission to the Robinson family spaghetti dinner recipe.  

Violet took a moment to look over her shoulder, a half formed plan of how to get her injured costumed brother out without Wilbur noticing. She held back a groan when she released her shield to see that Dash was gone, the window to her tenth floor apartment open.  

He wouldn’t.

It would be reckless. It would be irresponsible. It would be…

There was a knock on their apartment door to the tune of “shave and a haircut”.

…something that Dash would totally do, Violet thought with a groan.

“Got it!” Wilbur called out, temporarily giving up his search for the humidifier and opening the door to reveal Dash. Grinning and still in costume.

That’s it. She was going to kill her brother and become a super villain.

“Hello random citizen, I’m here to see my totally normal girlfriend, Violet. Who I am in love with…And not related to at all,” Dash puffed out his chest and spoke in a voice that was nowhere near what it usually sounded like.

Violet could only watch as Wilbur said nothing before looking over his shoulder at her and loudly whispering, “Vi, why is your brother pretending to be your boyfriend?”

Dash nearly fell over. “Wait. Wh-what? He knows?” his voice became more shrill with every word before pushing Wilbur back quickly and closing the door, looking frantically around as if there was a hidden camera. “How does he know, Vi?”

Violet sighed, as Wilbur gave her a smug look, throwing his arm over her much taller costumed brother’s shoulders and pulling him towards the kitchen. “That is an excellent question, Dash, or is it the Dash in costume? Never mind. Hey! Do you like spaghetti? The Robinson family is known for the best spaghetti around!”

Rolling her eyes, Violet followed two of some of the most important men in her life into the kitchen. This was definitely not how she wanted to break it to her family that she was roommates/possibly something more with a vigilante.

[idyllias]

Futuristic Four Headcanons

Violet collects vinyl records!! Whenever Wilbur time-travels, either to the future or the past, he gets her new records. It makes her really fucking happy

Cornelius (Wilbur’s dad) and Hiro studied together at SFIT and are actually pretty good friends!! (I haven’t decided if they spent all four years studying together or if Cornelius did an exchange for a year or something)

Wilbur really likes jazz music. He grew up listening to it because of his mom, and he grew to be really fond of it. This results in the gang taking a lot of trips to the 1920s to listen to the music and dance the night away

Penny and Wilbur have the Ultimate Pity Parties together. Although they usually convey an air of confidence, they feel as if they’re not strong or smart enough to be part of the team sometimes. Hiro and Violet don’t know about it, at least not for a long time

Wilbur and Violet would not get along at all when they first meet. 

She takes his Confidence Act as arrogance and finds his determination to execute half-thought plans exasperating

He thinks that she’s a drag because she constantly disagrees with his ideas and acts like she thinks she has the right to tell him what to do (when she’s merely giving viable options based on past crimefighting experiences)

It probably goes on for a while but since they both like Penny and Hiro they deal with it

After a moment of catharsis (idk after a mission or maybe in the middle of it), they finally begin to understand one another and get over it and a beautiful friendship begins to grow

For some reason I constantly imagine Penny and Hiro going out for slushies late at night. They would sit by the curb or near the parking lot and just talk about things they don’t feel comfortable talking about during the day.

like Tadashi’s death

like Penny’s dad’s disappearance

like how neither of them knows what they’re doing sometimes and they’re just hoping it’s the right thing

also I think there would be reassuring hugs and little hand touches and maybe a forehead kiss on a night he was feeling especially bold

Wilbur is the team’s coffee patch supplier (though dealer sounds more appropriate for some reason). He usually gets them for them during midterms and finals week. Hiro unsurprisingly uses them the most out of the four of them.

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

𝐅𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫

chapter four: From the start

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notes: Modern AU-ish! They're all around 15-16 in this fic, This is not an X Reader fic!! Likes & Reblogs are appreciated !

chapter 3

chapter 5

It was July, and the hot summer air was inviting. Penny and her friends were all playing a game inside. She had decided to have a small get together. For the most part, it had been fun. Penny and Hero, along with Penny's two other friends, Jazzy and Mikayla, were playing a game of twister. It was late, and the stars were out. The noise inside had become too much for Violet, so she decided to sit on Penny's trampoline outside. The stars were nice, and since Penny had a lot of grass, the lightning bugs looked pretty in the tall grass. She had even taken the liberty to hold one in her hand.

"I'm gonna step out real quick." Wilbur said to Hero, trying to call his mom. He stepped out on Penny's back porch, typing away on his phone before he stopped. There was the faint sound of someone laughing. Wilbur looked around before his eyes landed on Violet, sitting on the trampoline. He was quiet as he made his way over to her, wanting to see what she laughing at. As he got closer, he saw her holding something in her hand. He wasn't sure what it was though. Unzipping the entrance of the trampoline, Wilbur climbed in, trying his hardest not to shake the trampoline too much.

"Hey." Wilbur whispered, making his way over to Violet. She looked at him quickly and smiled, before gesturing to her hands.

"They're calm right now." She said as he sat next to her. She tilted her hands slightly and some of the lightning bugs went from her hands to his. Wilbur cringed internally, before noticing how calm Violet had been.

"How long have you been out here?" He whispered to her. She shrugged, before leaning to the side shaking the bugs off her hands. They flew away quickly, calmly though. Wilbur copied her movements and the bugs did the same.

"A few minutes. I came out after the movie finished." Violet said, before Wilbur scoffed.

"Vi that was like an hour ago." Wilbur said, and her eyes went wide.

"It didn't feel like an hour." She said, and he leaned back on his elbows, before staring at the sky.

"Eh, maybe because you were just here by yourself." Wilbur said, watching as Violet laid down next to him, on her back. He took notice of how her hair fanned out around her, given how shiny it was, he could see it clearly.

"Is there something on my face?" She asked, nervous. Wilbur shook his head, before laying back further.

"No." He said, looking up. The stars were bright out, and he mentally took the time to savor the view. Living in the city didn't give him this sight all the time, unless he went to his fathers lab.

"Is that a plane or a star? I cant tell." Violet said, squinting a bit as she pointed. Wilbur looked before shrugging.

"Looks like a star to me." He said, before looking at her. What he didn't expect was her to look at him too. He blushed, being caught in the act of staring at her.

"You sure there's not something on my face?" She asked, her voice quiet. He didn't answer her quick, instead, just continued looking at her. He began to notice all her features, how big her eyes were, the way they shine and reflect the stars. He notices her brows and the way they curve, and how they begin to furrow the only he stares at her. 

"You're really pretty." He says, his voice just as quiet. She blushes, and fights the small smile that comes forms on her face. She tries to hide behind her hair. She's nervous, growing shy on him. 

"Is it bad to say I'm nervous right now?" She asked, her hair falling over the side of her face. Wilbur leaned over, now laying on his side, and she did the same. He brushed the hair out of her face, and over her shoulder. 

"No, nothing is bad with you." He said, and he didn't realize how sappy it had sounded until the words were said aloud. "Is it weird to say I'm nervous?" He asked, before she let out a laugh, shaking her head. 

"Why are you nervous? You're the one sweet talking me." She said, her voice still low. He grinned, before looking to the trampoline, not sure where to look. 

"That doesn't mean I can't be nervous." He said, finally looking back to her. Only then did he realize how close they were. So close, if he had moved a little closer, their noses could touch. 

"At least I'm not the only one." She said, and smiled. He felt his face heat up, and she saw it too. 

"Would it be awkward if I asked you something?" He asked, and she shook her head, never once dropping her smile. 

"You just did." She said, and he chuckled. "But sure, ask away." She said. He grew serious for a second, and upon the change, she did too. 

"Can I kiss you?" He asked, and held his breath, waiting for her to answer. She thought for a moment, letting the silence fill the air, the only thing being heard were the crickets. 

"Please." She said, her voice just above a whisper. She was nervous even more now, as she'd never had her first kiss. She'd always though he might've. His movements were slow, almost cautious, as if he was scared to touch her. He couldn't stop the rate his heart was beating at. His hand moved to cup her cheek, which she seemed to enjoy as she leaned into his touch. The smile on her face was unforgettable, and as they both leaned in, the fireflies filled the air, flying higher into the sky. Violets heart had almost burst out of her chest when their lips finally touched, and she tried her hardest to keep calm. His lips were softer than she imagined, and when they pulled away they simply stared at each other. Quickly, she began to overthink. 'Maybe he regrets it?' She thought, until he started to laugh. "W-whats so funny?" She asked, and he stood, jumping around now. Violet laughed, moving with the trampoline, moving to sit down. 

"Nothings funny! But, I just kissed the girl of my dreams!" He shouted, running over to her and pulling her up by her hands. She giggles as he jumped around with her, going on about how happy he was. "Oh Vi' you dont understand." He said running in circles as she stood in the middle. By now, his hair was a mess, and he was sure he looked insane running around like this. He jumped, before wrapping her in a hug, peppering kisses all over her face. She was a giggling mess, as no one had showed her this much love before. 

"Wilbur, you're acting like you won the lottery." Violet said laughing, hugging him back. 

"I might as well have!" He said, now starting to calm down. "I can finally tell Carl I'm a man now." He said, staring down at her. 

"Carl knew?" She asks, and he scoffs, his hands moving to rest on the small over her back now. 

"Of course he knew. Everyone in my house knows, especially my mom." He said with a roll of his eyes. Her eyes widened, before she smiled. 

"Why didn't you tell me?" She asked, her hands moving to style his hair again, considering how out of place it all was. 

"Because, well... that is an excellent question." He said, and she laughed, louder this time, before her hands rested on his shoulders. " I just, didn't want to ruin our friendship. Make it weird I guess." He said. 

"Well I don't think we did." She said, before he just smiled, leaning his head on her shoulder. 

"So, are we still friends?" He asked, nervous. What if she didn't actually like him? Did she want it to be just a one time thing? Caught in the moment type of situation? 

"Do friends kiss each other?" She asked, the reality of the situation setting in. 

"Some do." He said with a laugh, and she chuckled. "We could just, let things happen." He offered. She seemed comfortable with this idea, lifting his face before kissing his cheek. He smiled, watching her face turn red. 

"Sure, we could do that." 

That was the first time they kissed each other. It definitely hadn't been the last, since it was all Wilbur could do for the next week when the two of them hung out. 

[guardianofzing]

Ooh, Wilbur made her mad!

[winterxisxcomingx]

Violet, rolling her eyes: I've got a headache and google says I am going to die. That's so stupid...

Wilbur: Wait, why is google sending you death threats? Do I need to get Hiro to hack google?

Violet: Wait? No, no, it's just-

Wilbur, running to Hiro: HIRO, YOU GOT A NEW MISSION, RANK A, WE NEED TO BE FAST AND AGGRESSIVE

Violet:

Violet: dumbass

Violet: ...sweet dumbass

[lunaqueenblossom]

❝He said: "One day you'll leave this world behind, so live a life you will remember". My father told me when I was just a child "These are the nights that never die"...❞.

☽ The Nights.

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An Futuristic Four edit ✨.

I haven't edited these precious babies in a long time, and since the summer vacation isn't over yet, take the opportunity 😊.

Hope you like it! ❤

[sayain-princess-vegenta]

Another Willet Post

I created another story for WIllet (we have so little) its just a series of one-shots, whatever pops into my head.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30450306/chapters/75082419

[edream93]

So cute! Love it! :)

142 only because I just watched To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before lol

142: “Hold my hand so he gets jealous.”

“Well, this is great,” Wilbur threw up his hands, watching as his two best friends ran over to the photo booth. He stood alone in the middle of the walkway, carnival music floating in the air around him. Ever since Hiro and Penny started dating, Wilbur found himself playing third wheel. Excursions meant for the three of them somehow turned into the two of them having a cutesy romantic moment while Wilbur sulked in the background. 

He huffed, shoving his hands into his pockets. Turning around, he made his way over to the funnel cake stand. This was their last summer before they would split across the country going to different colleges, Hiro excluded. Already at 18 Hiro had a job offer lined up for him at a university as a professor, only a ten mile drive to Penny’s college. Apparently Hiro decided this was the time to make a move and with the two of them being so close, they could continue their relationship, while Wilbur went alone across country to study whatever the hell he wanted at a big state college. 

Fried dough filled the air, the sweet scent of powdered sugar wrapping around him like a hug from an old friend. He nodded to the cashier, handing him the money before moving over to the pickup window. Two girls were standing next to him, obviously both waiting for something similar, but having a intense conversation. The girl with black hair that hit the middle of her back was covering her face with her hand, the redness of her face illuminated by the stark white light streaming from the stand. Wilbur nodded to her friend, moving over to give them space. She shot him a kilowatt smile, metal glinting, before she dipped her head back into the conversation. Her voice started hushed, slowly building in volume so WIlbur could catch the end of her sentence. 

“…Are we pretending that we don’t see him or-,” the girl’s friend asked, before getting cut off by a fist threatening her enter her viewscape. 

“Kari,” the girl seethed. “Shut. Up.” 

Kari clucked, shaking her head. 

“It’s not like Tony being here with another girl means that he’s completely over you. Maybe that’s his cousin, or his sister? Did he have a sister when you were dating him?”

“Yeah Kari, he has a sister. That’s why he shoving his tongue down her throat,” her voice reeked with sarcasm, face contorted into a deep grimace. 

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[caw4brandon]

The Thing with Shipping

Every fan goes through this phase in their lives when they see a romance bloom right before their eyes. Be it a live show, an animated series or a scenario found in a book, the Fandom loves to see their favorite characters being together and its a little thing called, Shipping.

[No, we’re NOT talking about actual ships]

In case if you are still confused, the word Shipping/Ship is a slang for - playing matchmaker between two characters based on the media we consume. 

No matter if its a Heterosexual ship or a Queer ship. The very act of paring up characters in fiction or live action (though that can be quite questionable) is part of the extension of the medium and is mostly harmless.

- I’d Ship Them! -

Since discovering the culture through DeviantArt. There are a several types of ships in existence. Granted, this isn’t an official list but in general. There are a total of four different types of ships. While the names may vary, they are as follows.

The first is the Canon ship. These ships are either hinted or confirmed after in the show itself as a conclusion. Found in most stories, a lot of canon ships will go as far as to show the characters getting married on screen and have children to declare its official status. As seen in #Hiccstrid.

Some canon ships can also be background characters that has openly admit that they are in fact, lovers. A fine example would be #Harumichi (Sailor Moon).

Visit [mizinnkosutinn] for more...cough* Yuri stuff with these two.

Next is the Non-Canon ship, a type that is just as popular as the latter. While only hinted or played for fan service in the show, these non-canon ships creates small developments for side characters or one off characters to find romance.

As an excuse to mention Toaru once again, my favorite non-canon ship as of now is #Frenten (Saten X Frenda). On the other side, there is Avatar’s #Zutara (Zuko X Katara).

Credit to [hana-zomi]

Depending on who you ask, the next type is called a Cracked ship or Crossover ship. As the name implies, these ships are as Gigguk puts it, a “Cultural Cross Pollination” between characters from different shows. Such popular ships are the likes of [Jack Frost X Elsa], [Wilbur Robinson and Violet Parr] and my personal favorite, [Jim Hawkins and Ariel] These ships are known as the ultimate power couple and is often matched up thanks to the various traits they share.

Last but not least, Self-insert ships. Ah yes, a reader’s wet dream for being with a character they love so very much that they want to be with them. These self-insert fanfictions exist within the mind of the reader where they get to interact with a beloved character from friendship to a relationship.

- Shipping is Hard -

In most mediums, romance is a sub-plot rather than the main plot. There are exceptions to specifically Romance stories where the ship is up front and center of attention, found mostly in school settings or work life. Several shows would also extend on this idea with an already established couple to deal with the growing pains of dating while maintaining their social circles. 

As producers, the writers have full creative control to write the characters the way they wanted. In some cases, there is also the potential where executives could interfere with the process to make or break a ship. (mostly to break) However, I have more interest over the communal aspect of shipping culture.

Within the shipping community, some fans get a little...too aggressive with their vocal opinion. For a start, there is this strange obsession with shooting down other fans with “trash” taste in ships. A good example of this is <RWBY> though granted, other fanbases also share the same problem. (Sorry <RWBY> fans, May you Rest in Peace Monty Oum)

Its fanbase is perhaps the most overzealous when it comes to a ship they agree or disagree with. This idea of being protective or aggressive over a fictional couple is found in a lot of forums and unfortunately, they can leave a bad impression to onlooking viewers.

To be fair, I am a bit of a romantic junkie. Any ship is completely fine by me so long as its a healthy, supportive and wholesome relationship. (My favorite is #nutsanddolts if you are curious) However, it has also come to my attention that the issue of “ship baiting” is littered throughout various fanbases.

This issue of “shipping for shipping sake” is quite a problem for representation and it can ruin a ship’s popularity. For a start, I strongly believe that a character has to be a character first before addressing their preferences and love interest. While the issue is found in a lot of early queer characters, I for one think that heterosexual characters are just as guilty with this problem. 

Just to point it out, while I like #renora, I can’t help but feel that it was one sided and seemed to be in a stalemate since Volume 6. It was hard for me to root for them and see them be an official couple because it just felt unearned. Similarly, I love the hell out of the ship; #bumbleby it too suffered from a rather lackluster development and was again, placed in a stalemate after the backlash. I have no clue what happened in Volume 8, But I am eagerly waiting for its completion to binge. 

Most of <RWBY>’s non-canon or canon ships have fleshed out characteristics and meaningful ship growth that I really like. Also, the fanarts/fan comics are great. But to create toxic behaviors such as gatekeeping and maliciously fighting with other fans over which ship is better or worst is silly. Adding on, threatening the writers or actors over the execution of the ship will add more harm than good. We are free to share how we feel about the relationship in forums but to overstep criticizing to hurting someone over such a subject is dangerously unhealthy.    

Shipping is (again) meant to be fun but this “you’re either with us or against us” mentality keeps others away for joining the topic and it truly blows.

- #Me X Favorite Character -

As I have mentioned in previous posts, I ship my Hogwarts Mystery MC; Sadie mac Lir with the ever so lovely; Penny Haywood. However, there has been a recent incident that caused quite an uproar within this small community and that involves this picture.

[Attention to the bottom left, Penny and Talbott dancing.]

Just for the meme, P A I N...😥

Self insert fan fiction is as old as any traditional media can go. The first of them all ironically is <The Divine Comedy> by Dante Alighieri where he gets to watch his enemies burn and suffer in hell while also being able to go on a road trip with his favorite Senpai (senior) Virgil. (I’m paraphrasing here)

With fictional characters, there’s this idea where one can SIMP for them like as if they are real people which is a good start to understanding self-insert fanfics. For context, the word Simp/Simping means - the willingness to do anything/ everything to win over or please their idols or subject of affection.

However, a Resident Waifulogist once wisely said;

No matter if you want to hear it or not, these characters are NOT real. Because they can’t be real. Self-insert fanfiction works because its between the writer and the character. While it may sound very creepy to outsiders, it is purely just for fun wishful thinking. Regardless if its a lovely Waifu, (Insert my love for Misaka Mikoto here) or a hunky Husbando or a...Pony. 

Your love for the character you like can only go as far. 

You can praise the actor who portrayed the character, do fan art/fan fiction of them, buy merch related to them, declare them as your favorite in forums but you will never be able to HAVE them.

But back to Penny, what do I think? Well, if anyone knows the lore of the game, Penny was Talbott’s first friend. Given that Penny got him out of his shell. It would be very sensible to put them together in a Non-Romantic way. In fact, I like it! Just because they are dancing, doesn’t mean they are together. They are two magical folks who are good friends that can hug and dance together, there’s nothing wrong with that.

The problem with Self-inserts is that, while some are just writing or drawing for good fun and practice on skill. The obsessive types will go as far as to pay for an actual version of the character, or even fight with people that disagree with their taste making a bad name for the fanbase. 

To justify by jabbing myself, while I have openly declared that I love Misaka Mikoto. A real life Tsundere will be a terrible idea. The fact that she is a walking taser gun with ten times the volts, a violent tendency and has the ability to kill with an actual railgun on her FINGERTIPS. Sounds incredibly dangerous.

- Everything Wrong with Shipping -

So, where do we go from here? While I know that this post is one big hunk of mess for anyone who had better things to do rather than argue about what shipping is then devolve into topics about Simping. I want to make it abundantly clear. 

I have no issues with anyone who ships couples and Simps for a fictional character. I, for one am one of you.

What I have a big problem with is this toxic behavior of arguing and fighting over someone that doesn’t exist and taking things way too far. The culture of liking a fictional character or fictional ship is meant to be fun and meant to be enjoyable among the community. We can have disagreements and differences. That is completely fine, there is no need to get violent. That is also what makes it fun! Regardless of where and which fanbase one comes from, these toxic behaviors are found anywhere and it has to stop. 

This post probably won’t reach far because I would offend a lot of people but I can put this to rest knowing that I’ve journaled down my thoughts on the matter and sleep in peace. 

But onto you guys, what do you think about shipping culture? What else do you think is wrong with it? 

Let me know...

Thanks for Reading

- B -