#wilbur soot hcs

[dewdr0pz]

texts from cc!boyfriend!wilbur pt.1!

@vibestillaxxx @joviepog @somebody-v @themonsterunderurmom @zuuriell @ogelizasoot @crows-death @mcr-pr-fob

[phxntomsdusk]

dad!wilbur and/or dad!ted and the morning routines with their partner/spouse and their child

Morning routine - Dad!Wilbur + Dad!Ted (bonus Mom!Softball!Wilma)

note: ax you are obsessed with dad!wilbur and dad!ted, but honestly same

just a bunch of headcanons !!

tags: @ax-y10 , @joviepog , @pheliiaa , @idontreallyexistyet , @rqvii , @ivvees-blog , @average-vibe , @haunted-headset , @vibestillaxxx , @lillylvjy (ask to be added!)

Dad!Wilbur:

- this man is a girl dad through and through. he’ll make sure the night before he picks out your daughters clothes so it’s easier to dress her in the morning

- he’ll purposely wake up before you to make sure he can get everything done and prepare your day. he’ll change your guy’s daughter, make breakfast, turn on your favorite show for when you come downstairs

- when he hears you waking up, he’s quick to be by your side again. while you’re in the bathroom brushing your teeth or doing skincare, he’s coming up behind you and hugging your waist

“you look so pretty, love.” he kissed the side of your head, smiling lightly as he rested his chin on your shoulder. “i don’t get how you think that.. i just woke up. my hair is a mess, my eyebags are pretty noticeable-” your words were cut off when he pulled you into a quick kiss, but parted your lips before you could react. “you’re still beautiful.”

- occasionally bring greeted by your daughter giving you small gifts that wilbur had bought you, which results in him acting as though he didn’t buy it

- it takes him around an hour to change out of his pajamas from the night before, he’s too busy focusing on you and your daughter to realize he hasn’t changed

Dad!Ted

- boy dad. that’s all i’m gonna say

- he’ll have you trapped in bed until your son is jumping on you guys, yelling for you to get up and make him breakfast

- ted insists that you get changed and take care of yourself while he focuses on the kid, to which he throws your son over his shoulders and carries him downstairs

- the entire time you can hear ted and your son talking about you, whether it’s what you’d want for breakfast, what you might wanna do today, or just how much they love you

“what do you think they want?” he raised a brow at your son, earning a dramatic hum as if he was thinking, before he turned and shouted upstairs. “WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR BREAKFA-” he words were cut off with ted’s hang covering his mouth, staring at him with a fake annoyed look. “hey! it’s a surprise!”

- earning a kiss as soon as you get downstairs

- switching places with ted so he can get changed, fix up his hair, brush his teeth, etc. and you take the time to watch your son, and of course talk about ted <3

Mom!Softball!Wilma

- girl and boy mom, specifically older son and younger daughter

- hearing her round them up in the morning as if she’s coaching a team, followed by rapid footsteps downstairs and into the living room or kitchen

- she makes sure you take care of yourself before focusing on the kids, persuading you with a bunch of kisses and promises that she’ll let you wear one of her old jerseys for that day

- getting the kids ready for a day out — which just means taking them to the local fields and batting cages

- hearing her tell the kids to keep it down so you can have a bit more peace in the morning, only for them to get loud again when they see you, bombarding you with hugs

“guys, come on. they need some peace while getting ready!” she groaned and picked up your daughter, grunting when the small girl jumped from her arms and ran over to you. “oh, hey baby.” she wore a goofy smile, walking closer and leaned down to kiss you.

- she always makes you your favorite breakfast, which the kids do try to steal, but she always threatens to use them as a hitting target at the batting cages

[mysticalsoot]

godburs favorite holiday is Christmas. he never associates it with the christian faith, or anything of the like. if anything, he just sees it as a reason to spoil his partner and heal the broken bits that you keep hidden inside.

snow days in his garden (dude, he can control the weather in his realm, it's so fun), cookie baking days, board game nights, Christmas movies, nighttime cuddles, Christmas decorating and various other activities. (add him reading you books/stories while you fall asleep on his chest<3)

his favorite part is when he gets to watch your excited face on Christmas morning while you gift him all the things you've collected, and then when you open yours from him (that's actually his favorite, favorite part. who'd turn down that?)

all in all, godbur is a Christmas girlie<33

[poraphia]

“PDA: Public Displays of Affection”

pairing • secret relationship!wilbur x reader 1448 words • 9.1.23 containing • secret relationship, sorry boys production, immense affection my masterlist ~! ღ mrs. mania ღ on Tumblr

“We’re about to film a new Sorry video. Want to give me a good luck kiss first?”

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There’s one thing about Tom Simons that everybody knows the moment you click on one of his videos.

Some viewers may find him annoying at first,

And frankly, it’s not like he’s wrong.

After Wilbur and I started dating we came to an agreement to keep our relationship a secret. There were a multitude of reasons for this. For one, we wanted to enjoy the relationship for ourselves and because of Wilbur’s music and streaming career, it would have been impossible to relish in such when there are hundreds of thousands of eyes on you. This leads to our next reason. Most of Wilbur’s friends are streamers, vloggers, gamers, you name it. That being said, most of the time we find cameras on us already. So, in order to keep up with our special secret, we tell our friends that we’re not dating so that it’s a much easier job keeping it on the down low.

So what happens when a younger boy who considers himself Wilbur’s brother constantly sees a woman constantly with Wilbur? Well, you’ll see for yourself.

I’m known to be Wilbur’s co-filmer and editor in his fanbase, meaning that even if we weren’t dating, I had to be constantly around him to help out with video planning and creating a digital diary as he was on tour. This week his friends were all coming to Brighton to shoot Chapter 2 for their Sorry! improv group.

It was the morning of, and I was met by the familiar, warming embrace of his arms slithering around my body. I scoot back a little bit, feeling his heartbeat steadily beat against my back. “Hey, are you awake?” He groggled out in a raspy morning face. I hummed in response, taking one of his hands to kiss the center of his palm. He pulled me closer to his chest as the fabric beneath us crinkled.

“I’m so sleepy…” I mumbled. With his hand, Wilbur smoothed my cheek, caressing my skin. I melted in his touch.

“I know, but we have to get up soon, darling,” He whispered. Gently, with his arm still wrapped around me, he sat us up in the bed. The morning sun peaked through the slightly open blinds, decorating our skin with streaks of light. He buried his face into the crook of my neck as the drowsiness slowly drained from me. His arms kept firmly around my torso, holding me as close as he could. Once we felt ready to get out of bed, we walked into the kitchen as I prepared a quick breakfast for the both of us.

“Do you want strawberry parfait for breakfast, my love?” I asked, looking inside the fridge.

“Yes, please.” He smiled. I nodded before grabbing the container of syrupy strawberries and Greek yogurt. Wilbur went inside the pantry to find the box of graham crackers. After he finished crushing them, he noticed me standing on my tippy toes to reach for the two glasses on the highest shelf. With a cheeky smirk, he walked behind me and lifted me up by the waist, earning a slight eep of surprise. Nonetheless, I was able to reach the glasses before he placed me back down with my feet touching the cold tile floor. I turned around, awarding him with a quick peck on the chin, before continuing on making our breakfast.

Sometimes, it was painful keeping this a secret, but I think it’s what makes moments like these more special.

Once we finished our breakfast and got dressed, we met up with the rest of the guys at a park in Brighton. Today’s film idea was to run a hotdog van of some kind, but instead, call them burgers. Honestly, don’t ask me, it was the guys’ idea. Most of the guys carpooled to the location, whereas Wilbur and I decided to take our own car. After some time walking to the park, we were both ambushed by Tommy and Charlie, who were already flopping around in hotdog costumes.

“WILBUR! (Y/N)! MY FRIENDS!” Tommy exclaimed, hugging the two of us. Wilbur pulled Tommy to the side, almost putting him in a headlock as they shared their own brotherly love. I hugged Charlie before stepping back to examine his outfit.

“You look… Meaty. You been working out?” I joked. He grinned before flexing one of his arms.

“Ah, so you’ve noticed my meaty and tender gains I see! I’ve been working on these babies just for this exact moment.” He said pridefully. Charlie flexed one of his muscles before kissing his bicep. I rolled my eyes before we both trailed back to the rest of the group. I greeted the rest of the team and even hugged Kristen to catch up with her since we last saw each other. Tommy and Wilbur then ran up to the group promptly as Russ explained exactly how the food truck was going to work. After some careful instructions, the film crew, which involved me, were told who was to record what. Per usual, I was directed to film Wilbur’s shenanigans.

“Alright, is everyone ready?” Russ asked, looking up from his clipboard. Everyone exclaimed their noises of agreement. I looked over to Will, who I noticed was patting down his pockets for something.

“Will, you okay?” Phil asked as he adjusted the scarf around his neck.

“Yeah, I just— I think I left my wallet. Uhh (y/n) can you come with me? It’s probably in the car.” He said, looking over to me.

“Oh— Yeah, sure.” I handed my camera to Russ in the meantime before walking with Wilbur to the car. I kept my hands in my pockets in the meantime to resist the urge to walk with fingers intertwined. It was far too dangerous now.

Once we made it to the car, I reached into my pocket to unlock it, but in return Wilbur just stood there, smiling at me. I tilted my head, a bit confused.

“Weren’t you going to go look for your wallet?” I asked. Instead, Will leaned on the car, smiling down at me with his chef’s hat a bit lopsided and his arms crossed.

“I actually did have my wallet. I just wanted to have a good luck kiss before we started filming.” He smiled. I rolled my eyes before grabbing him by the shirt collar so that he was now at my height.

“You know you can be annoying sometimes.” I scoffed, but a wide smile was plastered all over my face.

“I know. I just miss you.”

I placed a quick peck on his lips, but before I could pull away, Wilbur held me gently by the neck to keep me in place. Slowly, I felt my body melting by the touch of his soft lips as butterflies danced on my skin. I wrapped my arms around his neck, moving me closer to him. Tiny droplets soon started to drizzle down on us, but we weren’t leaving each other's lips anytime soon. That was until someone caught us.

“Wilbur? (y/n)? Guys it’s starting to rain and— OH MY GOD!”

We both immediately pushed each other away, only to meet with the shocked face of Tommy standing paralyzed in his hot dog outfit.

“OH MY GOD YOU GUYS ARE DATING! I KNEW IT. I FUCKING KNEW IT—”

“I— Uh— Tommy—!” I was rendered speechless as the poor boy rapidly glanced at the both of us. Wilbur ended up breaking the standstill as he walked up to Tommy, placing two hands firmly at his shoulders.

“Yes, me and (y/n) are dating.” He said firmly. “You’re not going to tell anyone, my boiled hotdog boy, alright?” All Tommy could do was nod in response, his mouth still open ajar. Wilbur patted him on the back before heading in the direction of the food truck. I jogged over to Tommy, shaking his shoulder a bit to snap him out of his thoughts. He turned to look at me, a hand running through his hair. I shrugged, a half-apologetic smile on my face before we both walked back to the park.

“To be fair, the reason I was so shocked was because last month I tried to set you two up on a date.” Tommy mentioned nonchalantly, playing with his fingers as he walked.

I chuckled a little bit. “That’s kind of funny—” until the realization hit. “WAIT HUH?”

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a / n ~ thought this was cute so I jotted it down like a couple mins before waking up lolol. Reblogs and likes are super appreciated mwahh

[septic-salad]

SHAKING YOU

LISTEN TO ME!!!!!

Old doodle under the cut </3

This is from exactly a year ago, tntduo still wins 🥰

[q-nihachu]

man, i really wish people would draw phil and wilbur with their technoblade ribbons more often

[fernlessbastard]

okk love your blog, so I rlly wanted to send an ask even if its nothing too especific ;-;

soo, since u like tntduo (like me :]) whats your favorite hc for their relationship? I love hearing about hc's, and since your art its so cute, u probs have some cool hc's

Thank youuuuu I appreciate it so much, and by all means flood me with asks! Asks are great, I love asks, be it random thoughts, art ideas, opinions, etc etc, asks are always welcome (unless they're from the 🥝 anon 🙄🙄🙄 /j/loving)

And a favourite headcanon? Hm, i don't know, hard to say. I have multiple headcanons, idk if I favour any in particular

There's one where after revival Wilbur's body is kinda fucked up in the nerves and blood vessels department, so he has some trouble with kinda controlling it, which particularly expresses itself in his hands being unsteady. They're so unsteady, that the first time he picks up a guitar again he can't play right. He blows up over it and has a breakdown, and vows to never play again. He still ends up trying a couple times, but each time he just immediately gets pissed off and upset, and tosses it away. It really breaks him. At some point he's at Quackity's place, and he sees a guitar. He looks at it for a while, but doesn't say anything, of which Quackity makes note. Next time they meet up Wilbur shits on Quackity for not having touched it recently, so Quackity takes it as a challenge. Once the music starts, Wil goes quiet. He's sitting to the side of Q, slightly behind him, and after a while for just a moment he leans against his upper back, and closes his eyes, simply taking the moment in. This situation repeats, a couple times, and each time Wilbur lets himself relax a bit longer. He starts playing with Quackity's hair as he listens, and one time he begins trying to braid it. His hands are shaking, he's struggling to divide the thick hair into even parts, he's having trouble keeping the braid even, but what's crucial is that he does it. Next time it repeats. And next time too. And the next, and eventually the braids start to look actually pretty decent. Time passes, they meet up more often, and eventually comes a day when Wilbur takes the guitar. No words are exchanged. No ridicule, but no praise either - no verbal acknowledgement. Instead Quackity just sits slightly behind him, and begins gently braiding his hair. The notes are wonky and don't always sound quite right, and the rhythm is messy, and strumming only goes well sometimes, but he's playing...

Quackity kisses Wilbur's head, right above the new braid. He leans in, partially hugging him, as the other's playing. It's been a bit over a year since he started playing again, and the difference is big. Neither knows if he'll ever fully regain the control and steadiness of his hands, but he manages to keep the rhythm, and the notes now ring out clear a big majority of the time. He plays quicker songs too, now; sometimes they both sing, and laugh when they mix something up. Quackity smiles, closing his eyes as Wilbur once again butchers a random song by changing up the words completely to make it as on the nose as humanly possible. He begins to wonder what they should eat tomorrow for their anniversary breakfast.

[unhonest-iago]

Fundy when he and Tallulah meet and after comparing notes, realize Wilbur abandoned both of them. Also I very much think they talk shit about him all the time as a way of sibling-bonding. A mutual fuck you dad, rather than a who had it worse.

[ryemackerel]

my updated 2023 c!wilbur reference <333 AHHH shes finally got her own post!!

this is for those that wanted to try drawing my wilbur, i finally have a more accurate reference for you guys :] this can also be for those that wanted to learn more about the little details on my design

apologies for the long wall of words HAGSHA!! but i wanted to *really* get into detail about her! i’ll be posting quackity’s afterwards, cant wait!!

[nikaizkool]

Them taking you on a date 😋

Quackity - obviously dressing up, taking you out to a nice steak dinner (like the gentleman he is) and then after taking you home and watching a movie with you, definitely ending up in him cuddling you

Wilbur- taking you to the park for a picnic 😋 compliments 24/7 from him on the date “I like your hair, and your outfit.” He’d be teasing you non stop. Ending up with you two playing at the park like toddlers.

Spreen - stream date 😪 building a house in Minecraft with a cat, while he nonstop flirts with you. Chat would be going crazy (he wanted clout) but after you two cuddle and get McDonald’s 😋

Carrera - just cuddling with him and Barry for the whole date. Maybe some scrolling on TikTok 🤷‍♀️

Charlie - cooking date, making cakes, cookies, ect. Making a mess with flour and sugar. 🤓

[justtrashperson]

The Primary Chaos

[dewdr0pz]

ASK TIME ASK TIME!! i am officially raiding your asks now, take this as a threat /j

mkay sooooo, thoughts on lovejoy member!reader x wilbur?? 🤭 you could write about their sweet loveydovey moments and the way they blow kisses to each other on stage, or maybe their relationship is secret so focus on all the little things they do to show affection without the fans (and maybe friends too) knowing they’re together? like holding hands under tables, the lil glances they give each other, aaaah!!

apologies if you’ve written smth similar already, my memory is failing me rn, but if u have then do not worry because ill be back asking for other random shit too LMAO <3

🎸 Lovejoymember!reader x Wilbur HCs🎸

a/n: yoooo this is a really cool idea :D

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contains: loads of fluff, petnames, a single ass slap, & cheesiness

This man is CONSTANTLY flirting with you on stage. We're talking ass pats, blowing kisses, quick pecks between lyrics, etc. He finds it funny whenever the crowd screams & cheers when you two flirt.

When you two first started dating, you both didn't want to tell anyone, so you couldn't be affectionate around each other. Or so you thought. He'd hold your hand under tables, make sure you two were sharing a hotel room &/or bed, kiss the back of your hand when nobody's looking, give you hugs, tickle you (we all know he would tickle you. he did it to Mark, why not you?), etc.

If you were a drum player, he'd randomly rest his chin on your head if you were sitting down to play

During studio time, he's hugging you from behind & being suuuuuper cuddly (while grossing out the other members in the process)

During concerts, he's randomly making suggestive, cheesy, or flirty jokes to you to make the crowd laugh.

^^ "Hey, Y/N?" Wilbur said to you into the mic, looking in your direction. "Yeah?" you replied, trying to catch your breath from the last song. "What's up?" "I have a really important question for you," he said. "The crowd would really love to hear this from you." "What is it?" you replied. "Everybody's been wondering what you do for a living besides being sexy," he grins. This causes you to turn beet red & the crowd, the rest of the band, & Wilbur begin to laugh.

If you were a good singer, he'd beg on his hands & knees ask you to do duets or backing solos in new songs

If you were artsy, he'd also beg on his hands & knees ask you to help design the merch

If the band had to get on a plane or train to get to the next concert location, he'd be SO CUDDLY!!! He'd lay his head in your lap or vice versa, he'd hold your hand, he'd share an earbud with you, he'd let you watch him play The Sims on his laptop, he'd lean his head on your shoulder or vice versa, etc.

When the band goes out to eat or just goes out in general, he's paying for & doing EVERYTHING for you. You got something to eat? Don't even lay a finger on your wallet. You're in a store & you mention being hungry? He's grabbing every single snack & drink that you like. You shiver slightly? He's taking off his jumper or hoodie & giving it to you, no questions asked. You mention your legs hurting? You're being carried, either piggyback, on his shoulders, or bridal style.

[phxntomsdusk]

Baseball!Wilbur headcanons

tags: @lillylvjy , @ax-y10 , @joviepog , @pheliiaa , @idontreallyexistyet , @rqvii , @vibestillaxxx (ask to be added!)

Baseball!Wilbur who instantly got distracted when you first started showing up to games

Baseball!Wilbur who started talking to the coach more (aka, your dad), just so he could see you after practices and games

Baseball!Wilbur who got jealous when you were giving the other boys attention, but completely denied he even liked you, because you had zero interest in him

“It’s so obvious you’re into them.” His friend, Zach, nudged his shoulder while pointing at you talking to another teammate of his. “As if. They’re annoying.” He scoffed and looked away, crossing his arms over his chest. “Yeah, they think the same about you.”

Baseball!Wilbur who insisted you were the most annoying person he had ever met, but in reality he adored you and everything you said or did

Baseball!Wilbur who started waiting by the entrance of the dugout, just so you’d bump into him and he’d have an excuse to talk to you

Baseball!Wilbur who hated the fact you didn’t like him

Baseball!Wilbur who confessed after winning a game from the pure adrenaline rush he got

“We won! Oh my God, I could kiss you right now. I really want to, I’m like, in love with you.” He hadn’t realized what he said, his hands shaking your shoulder somewhat aggressively. “You’re.. what?”

Baseball!Wilbur who noticed when you stopped showing up to his practices and games

Baseball!Wilbur who did the cliche move of going to your house in the rain, confessing again, and ending it with a kiss

Baseball!Wilbur who introduced you to his music taste the second it was official between you two

“Chase Atlantic? Didn’t think you’d be into him.” You commented as you slowly turned up the radio in his car, watching a smile break out on his face. “I’m not like my sister.. did you think I listened to country too?” He nudged your arm, watching you smiled innocently and look away.

Baseball!Wilbur who started dedicating his good hits to you

Baseball!Wilbur who would take you on late night drives to random parking lots and fields

Baseball!Wilbur who buys you red and blue slushies, just for your mouths to end up purple.

“Why are your mouths.. purple? You got cherry and blue raspberry.” Wilma looked over at the two of you as you entered the house, awkwardly sharing a glance before giggling to yourself and ran up to his room, not before he shouted back to her. “New flavor! It’s called kissing!”

Baseball!Wilbur who relates you to a Cigarettes After Sex song

“Apocalypse? Why that song?” You looked at him with a curious expression, watching as he wore a cheesy smile. “Well.. your lips, my lips..” he quickly leaned over and kissed you softly, a hand finding it’s way on the side of your face. He slowly parted your lips after a moment or two. “Apocalypse.”

Baseball!Wilbur who plays guitar for you in his spare time

Baseball!Wilbur who gets too caught up with music and such before practices, earning a scolding from you and his mom

[phosphorus-noodles]

every once in a while i'll remember this friend i had in high school that was one of the few mcyt fans i knew irl and EXCLUSIVELY watched content from techno and wilbur soot and actively refused to watch anything else. i wonder how she's doing now, because. well

[poraphia]

"Twitter Headcanons Status: Dating!"

pairing • wilbur x reader twitter posts • 8.31.23 containing • cute little moments between reader and wilbur on twitter! just for funsies really hehe my masterlist • ღ mrs. mania ღ on Tumblr

“we're a little quirked up on the bird app.”

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a / n ~ ykw i shouldve used will's priv account for this. might do more just different stages of relationship like friendzoned or ldr <333 reblogs and likes superrr appreciated!!

[nomsfaultau]

they’re a 10 but-

Scp Wilbur: but he only cooks things found in a dumpster

The Blade: but he might kill you over uno

Tubbo: but they sound like the unending screaming of cicadas

Tommy: but that’s how old he acts

Philza: but he genuinely believes in leeches as a form of medicine