#wilbur x yn

[joviepog]

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

much love !!

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

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Lovely night

Who: Wilbur x f!reader

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

Pronouns: She / they

Word count: I have no clue

Requests: @poraphia

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

This story is NOT proofread

Listen to this while you read! <3

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“No take your time, darling.”

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

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

“Wilbur! The taxy is here!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

20 mins: you double check everything for 10 minutes

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

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

1 minute: You light the candles

0 mins: You hear a knock.

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

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

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

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

“Anything else?” Tommy asked.

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

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

What a lovely night.

[poraphia]

holy shit this is adorable i love it

opposites attract

wilbur x gn! reader

tw!: none. fluff. very short.

word count: 366

a/n: this sucks. i wanted to get back in the habit of posting and this was in drafts. i’m working on more fics but i have lost all creative ability fjdhdh. i’m trying very hard!! hope u like this anyways!!

you and wilbur are complete opposite’s when it comes to showing love.

you are loud. he is quiet.

you tell him you love him after every breath. you compliment him as if not complimenting him would simply kill you. you applaud all his wins and you applaud all his failures because they’re just as loveable as the rest of him is.

wilbur, on the other hand, kisses every inch of your face as often as possible. he buys you things that remind him of you. he makes you playlists. he never lets go of your hand. he quietly cleans and cooks to take stress off your shoulders. he carry’s all your bags and he packs all your suitcases.

and it works perfectly.

he knows if he runs out of sunshine, he can borrow some of yours. you know if you run out of moonlight, you can borrow some of his. as if to say, he loves the rush you give him, and you love the relaxation he gives you.

love used to scare wilbur. it scared him half to death. he never thought he was very good at it. but when he jumped feet first into your ocean, he knew. you embraced him with your waves. you surrounded him. you took him further into your current. and he’s been swimming ever since.

love never scared you. love came easy. you loved everything. to love is to live. love is always the answer. you didn’t know many things, you are but a small speck in a universe of billions, but you knew one thing; love will always be there. it’s eternal. it doesn’t go away. life is full of love because you are full of love.

and wilbur loved that (almost as much as he loved you).

your love begins when the sun rises with a shared “goodmorning” (“seeing your face every morning is a reminder of the goodness on earth”) and your love grows stronger with each “goodnight” (“i cannot wait to see you in my dreams”).

and as days pass, and weeks pass, and months pass, everything changes but you and wilbur. wilbur and you. you will never outgrow one another. you never wish to.

[ax-y10]

✮ knock ✮

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

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

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

pronouns- none (you/yours)

masterlist-

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[deadqueerboys]

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

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

pretty pleaseeeeeee with a cherry on top!🍒

Road - Wilbur x Reader

(small, nsfw)

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

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

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

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

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

[average-vibe]

SBI reacting to u sleeping on them :)

summary: it’s in the title lol

pairings: techno x reader (platonic or romantic) philza x reader (platonic) wilbur x reader(meant to be romantic but platonic too), and tommy x reader (romantic or platonic)

warnings: swearing

a/n: sup.

masterlist

PHILZA MINECRAFT

You and phil were chilling on the couch, your head gently rested on his shoulders, watching TV.

“see, i don’t know why he didn’t-“ phil said, before the sound of your snoring filled his ears. “er, mate?” he said, lightly tapping your head, to no response. phil turned the TV down, and tried to make you more comfy without awaking you. when one of his noisy sons would come in, he would tell them to, and i quote, “shut the fuck up, are you fucking blind?” in a whisper yell. when you woke up, he chuckled, and asked, “are you done?”, and proceeded to cackle at your horrified face

extra things:

WOULD NOT GET UP. EVER. HUNGRY? GOTTA WAIT, YNS ASLEEP.

knows how to handle it bc he has 3 sons and 3 more adopted kids, including you.

would tell wilbur to “stop playing your fucking guitar, someone’s trying to get their beauty sleep.”

TECHNOBLADE (fly high)

you laid on top of techno, arms draped around his sides, like this

you were really tired that day, and really wanted some rest. everyone else was out at wilbur’s gig, and techno was your best option.

“eH?” was all techno said when you asked if you could cuddle with him. “why would i do that?” was the next thing

eventually, you bribed him by letting him read you greek mythology, and after some begging, he finally gave in and, will rolled eyes, let you climb onto him.

you listened to him ramble on about how cool some of the gods were, his voice putting your brain to rest. as he rambled, he noticed your breathing getting quieter, and you stopped moving.

“hey? yn?” he whispered, before finally realizing you were sound asleep.

both mortified and in appreciation of you, he quietly sat there, letting you rest. every once in a while he’s tap on you, to see if you had woken up yet, but your still body didn’t budge.

when the boys got home, their ruckus woke you up. and techno was fully prepared to fight them.

EXTRA STUFF

if you started showing that you were cold, he would put his cloak on you without second thought.

when you’ve okie up, he just smirked and said, “welcome.”

WILBUR

you came into his room after school, tired and worn out of the day.

“hey.” wil said, strumming his guitar, smiling.

“hey. can i sleep in here? i wanna be in a quiet room” you said.

“yeah, cmon.” he said, setting his guitar down on the ground and laying down, patting himself like a chair.

“on you?” you questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“of course.” wil said, smiling. you laid down on him, quickly feeling comfortable and at home.

eventually, you both fell asleep, just like this:

EXTRA STUFF:

every once in a while, he would wipe some hair out of your face and hold your cheek.

forehead kisses. obviously.

TOMMYINNIT

when you first walked into his room asking to sleep, he looked horrified

“i beg your fucking pardon?” he asked, as you giggled your head off.

“alright fine.” he eventually muttered, opening his lanky arms to let you come into his arms

you climbed into his arms, and you couldn’t ignore the look of adoration he gave you.

you fell asleep in his arms, like this:

EXTRA STUFF

when wilbur found you two, tommy immediately whisper screamed at him to fuck off

he stared at you for the entire time, just admiring you :)

[joviepog]

Sorry i didnt see this!

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

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

, thread time !!

im a little bored, so lets start a thread!

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

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

tags:

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

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

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[dewdr0pz]

Wilbur talking about YN at a concert and YN just happened to be streaming and chat told her. Then once wilbur gets back from tour (theyre roommates) YN mentions it and wilbur gets all flustered 🤭

💬 Everybody Talks Too Much 💬

Summary: Wilbur was talking about Y/N at a concert and Y/N happened to be streaming & her chat told her. Then, once Wilbur gets back from the tour, Y/N mentions it & Wilbur gets flustered AF

A/N: guys go follow @joviepog, they're basically one of the reasons you guys get fanfics. Also, this title was based off of a song called Everybody Talks :p

pairing: CC!Wilbur x afab!musician!reader

pronouns used for reader: She/her/hers

tags: @vibestillaxxx @joviepog @ax-y10 @themonsterunderurmom @wilburstan @smolsleepykitten @funnyreally2009 @crows-death @thewheelersgaygaragelights @dykepunz @aresriiots @0miamor0 @cathers-world @defonotval @chipch0p @mazzistar16 @unmellowyellowfellow @justalittlebitofchaos @thosecolorfulsheets @vopix @taylors-version-from-the-vault @aine-lasagna @merianakross @veeislost @urfav-sapphic-siren (pls let me know if you do/don't want to be tagged!)

warnings/cw: reader & Wilbur getting flustered, swearing, mentions of whimpering audios

proofread?: *aggressively shakes head*

genre: fluff

word count: 455

"Do we have to steal Wilbur's YLYL rules again, chat?" You said to your chat with a laugh. "It seems like Wilbur's the only one who can tame you feral fuckers." You were doing a YLYL stream & your fans thought it would be a funny idea to try & send whimpering audios through MediaShare. You were not amused. Just then, a different video had been sent in. You were very prepared to pause the video or have the mods remove it, but you then saw your roommate Wilbur in the video.

"What's this?" You asked with a raised brow. You read the caption of the video, which read, "Wilbur was talking about Y/N during one of his concerts!!!!" You felt your face get hot.

In the video, Wilbur had just finished a song & he said to the crowd, "Guys, I forgot to mention, but shoutout to my roommate Y/N, because they stuck around even though I forget to pay rent half of the time & I bother her with my dumbass rambling! So, yeah, respect for my pretty hot roommate!" He said it so easily as if it were nothing. As if he didn't just call you hot.

"...interesting," you mumbled. The chat was blowing up with 'lol' messages & comments about how red your cheeks were. You didn't really care because you heard a knock at your bedroom door. You were home alone.

"Uh...come in?" you said to the knocking at the door. Wilbur then opened the door. "Wilbur?! You're back from tour?"

"Yeah," he smiled. He became Beardbur again during the tour & he looked very tired. "Sorry, I didn't tell you. I wanted to surprise you."

"Nah, it's fine," you said. "I was too busy to pick you up anyway."

"Wow," Wilbur said sarcastically, placing a hand over his heart & scoffing. "I can't believe that you would prioritize your streams over me!"

"Oh, piss off," you laughed.

"What're you doing?" Wilbur asked, looking at the webcam. He looked at the video & raised a brow.

"We're doing a YLYL stream," you said. "& my chat sent a video of you talking about me during a concert."

His usually pale face went ten shades pinker. "Th-that must've been edited or something-"

"Wilbur, it's fine, I know you're madly in love with me," you said jokingly. He laughed awkwardly.

"Oh well, I'll leave you to your weird chat," Wilbur said as he quickly got up & left the room. You waved goodbye & saw that someone had subscribed & left a message along with the sub.

"WILBUR LIKES YOU! HE SAID SO DURING THE SHOW! I JUST DIDN'T SHOW YOU THAT PART!" The message said.

"...what?" You said softly.

[1donoow]

CONTENT CREATOR FANFICS REC PT.2

[Fanfics i've read]

edited

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♡ - smut

Mostly fluff

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Corpse husband

Tommyinnit

technoblade

- DSMP reacting to you actually being rich

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@beeindaclouds - Things you do that they love pt.1 pt.2

- DSMP reacting to Reader with a high spice tolerance

- C!DSMP meet OWL!Reader, right-hand of Lady Death

- Children!DSMP reacting to Babysitter!Reader having a partner

- Crew Boys reacting to you "saving" their basket ball

- dsmp with rich!reader

- C!DSMP react to Reader switching during a fight

- C!DSMP w/ a Vampire!Reader

@dsmpxreaderstuff - reader gifting the dsmp flower

- sassy! reader

- Reader who's always wearing gloves

- your highness

@ruminationnn - nickname for you

@rae-writes - sbi finding out techno has a daughter

@basilly - kissing their nose

@astrologyslayy - what the dsmp would do when crushing on you

- their reactions when they watch you draw

@god-of-balance - ___(hybrid creeper!reader)

@krabs-quill - old phantom phriend

@brightert0mb - Syndicate Gang with a Glare/Allay/Copper Golem!Reader Headcannons

@ruminationnn - a random hug from the reader headcanons

@angel-anoetic - killer cutie (killer bunny!reader)

@cupidmybeloved - ice skating (platonic)

- knitting (sbi x sibling!reader)

@voidgonemissing - a gentle rainy day (platonic)

@helliontherapscallion - sbi sibling deer hybrid!reader

@ramzawrites - strike me down,Zeus! (creeper hybrid!reader)

@retroaria - comparing hand sizes

@modelbus - face id

@thabeeboii - (Y/N) loves hugging people randomly pt.2

@streaming-yn - p! cc! multiple x shy! y/n

- forgetful!y/n duo names

- forgetful!y/n interacting with other streamer

@myntrose - face reveal pog?

@quackarl - mcyt having a crush

@griffintail - just another day (sbi x winged!child reader)

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corpse husband

@sarahwasfound - fuckin' hot

@thefanficmonster - the doll

@bunnvlr - Mama's boy

@malleux - spell

@whiteqnn - pure 2

@quits-writing - being corpse husband's s/o hc

@castor--writes - corpse finding out you have a bingus cat baby

@rottenroyalebooks - my girlfriend is a witch

@dollsbite - corpse with a pink-obsessed s/o

@kbrownie - leaked

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tommyinnit

@isadora-larkspur - tommy with shorter reader

@ohlovejoy - reacting to his beard

- the jitters (mute!reader)

@julibeeline - tommy and wilbur accidentally revealing their relationship

@sanderchu - breakfast made with love

- ylyl vlog

@modelbus - beguiled in the background

- cute cat

@bingbongsupremacy - little intruder (toddler!reader)

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Technoblade

@ze-maki-nin - child in the snow

@milqueandsugar - ___

@beeindaclouds - having c!technoblade as your dad

@fandomlit - imagine technoblade being jealous of the attention you give tommy

@smelted-applejuice - ___ (techo's daughter)

- ___ (wither skeleton!reader)

@beelzebubaz - techno seeing you in his clothes

[lillyspeakz]

https://www.tumblr.com/lillyspeakz/761346218013163520/im-planning-to-write-a-wilbur-x-yn-reader-fic?source=share

ty! now, zombie apocalypse or a quiet place 👀👀 - 🍀

ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE!!! IM A WHORE FOR THE WALKING DEAD SO-

[joviepog]

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

Sleepy Wilbur

That's it

That's the request

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

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Sleepy Wilbur

Who: Wilbur x reader

Warnings: None just fluff!

Pronouns: None mentioned!

Requests: @ax-y10

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

This story is not proofread

Listen to this while you read!

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

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

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

[spiked-tea-writing]

Haha We’re Married

Wilbur Soot x Fem!Reader

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

Pronouns: She/Her 

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 1kish

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

The situation at hand was very complex

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You let out a giggle

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

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

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

“Are you and Wilbur dating???”

You went beet reed. 

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

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

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

“Hello darling”

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

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

He laughed and started fidgeting with your hands

Your wedding band caught his eye

“I’m glad I tied you down.”

“My husband, the romantic.”

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

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

“Sure thing.”

You made your way down your phone kept ringing

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

“Hey, Phil what’s up?”

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

The line went dead

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

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

“I was thinking Pad See Ew and-“

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

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

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

You nodded and pulled up Twitter

The number one hashtag on trending was #SootMarriageGate

“What the actual fuck.”

“I’m scared”

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

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

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

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

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

Unfortunately, people seemed to really be catching on

On reply had caught your eye

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

You turned to Wilbur

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

“You’re right. Should we tweet it?”

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

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

“Sounds like a plan.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He turned to you with a smile

“That was easier than expected.”

“Honey the stream was 3 minutes long.”

He disregarded your comment. 

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

You rolled your eyes at your fantastic husband 

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

[hewinked]

no because how has this timeline evolved but like

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

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

also starts posting for the new fandoms im reading for.

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

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

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

DSMP:

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

GRAVITY FALLS:

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

MY HERO:

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

Danny phantom:

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

DC:

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

dc and spiderman crossovers:

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

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

and then finally ig plain old marvel spider man fans:

theres honestly nothing to complain about so far but

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

thats my bad though i underestimated you guys i shoulda known

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

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

[smelted-applejuice]

what about something with a neko reader (gender neutral) that gets easily attached and gets really clingy they also however have a tendency to be destructive and cause problems when they are bored/left alone

Pairing(s): c!Wilbur x Reader Desc: Kitty Chaos Word Count: 0.1k Pronouns: N/A

requests r open!!

(+) You met Wilbur after he was revived

(+) You got attached pretty quickly and followed him wherever he went (+) Quickly, did he learn he wasn’t going to be able to get rid of you (+) It was quite annoying at first (+) But he did slowly learn to enjoy you and all your cat antics (+) Wilbur would make the mistake of leaving [YourName] alone in a room while he went to go get more materials for his building (+) [YourName] absolutely destroyed the room (+) I am talking, bed unmade, glass broken, stuff flipped upside down (+) Wilbur scolded you heavily and then realized it was his doing (+) So he apologized, but made [YourName] realize what happened was wrong (+) So from here on out, Wilbur takes you everywhere he goes (+) As long as he can keep a lead on you, like wrapped around your wrist... (+) Yes I indirectly called you a backpack kid (+) Slowly, Wilbur learns to accept your antics (+) And learns to love you as his own <3

[fishfinngers07]

Everybody Wants To rule The World - C!Wilbur

Summary:  Wilbur blows up L'manberg, and Y/N is caught in the crossfire. Based on the song - Everybody wants to rule the world

Genre: Angst

Pronouns: She/Her

Welcome to your life

There's no turning back

Y/N knew something was up. Just after announcing Tubbo as the president, Wilbur had disappeared. He had disappeared a few times, but only for a few minutes. He'd been gone for more than five. She knew something was up.

Even while we sleep

We will find you

Her suspicions were confirmed when Phil appeared. She hadn't seen Phil in ages, but despite the constant 'hello's' he didn't really seem to notice. He ran around the back of the hill. To where the room was.

Acting on your best behaviour

Turn your back on mother nature

She knew something was up, but she knew she couldn't prevent it. She tried to run around the back, but Wilbur had blocked it up with blackstone and she'd left her pickaxe in Pogtopia. She knew she didn't have time to go and get it before Wil potentially pushed the button, so she ran around the hill and found Tubbo and Tommy.

Everybody wants to rule the world

"Get out. Get out while you can. I think Wilbur's going to blow up L'manberg. Grab everyone you can and go."

It's my own design

It's my own remorse

They refused. Tubbo said that because he was President, he should stay and protect his people.

"Okay, fine," She conceded. "Just promise me you'll stay safe. Try to get everyone out of the main square though."

They agreed and promised to stay safe, so she dashed off.

Help me to decide

Help me make the most

She enderpearled up to a tall tower that Quackity had built. It was a single block tower that was made of cobblestone, right above the throne to build limit. She found Purpled up on the top admiring the view. She checked her inventory. No ender pearls, only a single bucket of water. They couldn't both MLG water. Only one could.

"Hey Purpled. I think Wilbur's going to try and blow up L'manberg. I want you to get out, while you can. I want you to get out of the main square."

"I can't Y/N. I don't have any ender pearls and I can't water drop to save my life."

She pushed the water bucket towards him. "Go."

"But what about you?"

"I'll be fine."

Of freedom and of pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

He still looked so unsure, but Y/N knew she had no time left. She pushed him off the tower with the bucket. He landed with a perfect MLG and stared back at her. He had left the water there as an idea. Jump. He would leave the water there and she could get to safety.

Everybody wants to rule the world

And at that moment, Wilbur pressed the button and blew up L'manberg.

There's a room where the light won't find you

Everything started blowing up, including the tower. But because of Minecraft Physics, her lone block stayed in the air. She watched in horror as all that everyone here had worked for blew up. She saw Tommy and Tubbo running to the sie with Quackity. She saw Purpled flee, but someone else grabbed her MLG water leaving her stranded. She saw Schlatt go flying and hit the NASA building and not moving.

Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down

The block she was standing on got blown up by a stray piece of tnt. She floated in the air for a second, before falling, her back onwards the ground. Tubbo and Purpled call out but she can't hear them. She just keeps falling, deafened by the explosions still occuring.

When they do I'll be right behind you

Phil saw her and cried out, and Wilbur, her boyfriend, turned around from where he had been facing the wall and saluting and watched as she plummeted towards the ground.

So glad we've almost made it

"Will, Will NO!" Phil cried out, but Wilbur had already done it.

So sad they had to fade it

He ran and jumped, and caught you in his arms. Phil reached for his son, but missed and the couple went tumbling down towards the massive crater Wilbur had made by blowing everything up.

Everybody wants to rule the world

Wilbur pressed a soft kiss to Y/N's forehead, to tell her it would be ok.

Everybody wants to rule the world

Neither heard the cries of Tommy, tubbo, Purpled, Phil as they plummeted closer and closer to the ground. They hugged to tell the other it would be ok.

Everybody wants to rule the world

They hit the ground with a sickening crunch. Tommy opened chat to confirm what he had suspected.

Wilbur Soot hit the ground too hard - No Lives Remaining

Y/U/N hit the ground too hard - No Lives Remaining

[louscartridge]

dating ranboo hdcns

i do not give permission for my fics to be posted claiming to be yours, translated, or posted on another platform without credit. 

cw- mentions of mental heath being shit

you wear his clothes all the time bc they’re all so big and for the most part casual 

your own clothes? nah. his.

you love wearing them, he loves when you wear them. its a win win.

loves holding your hand

high fives you and then catches your hand in the high five so now your holding hands

he holds it when hes streaming alot and make little designs with his thumb on it.

sometimes he forgets hes holding it, so if he dies or something and throws his arms up your arm goes ~ with his

is really dramatic about it at first, saying he ‘couldve dislocated your shoulder’

if your out to eat or ordering he’ll always get what you get

“ran what do you want?”

“whatever you get love”

writes you notes alot

so like if your sleeping and he has to leave or stream or something 

you wake up with a little sticky note next to you 

you’d never tell him but you keep every single one 

you have a drawer in your nightstand just full of notes hes written for you

he also writes things on your mirror so you dont forget to do it

if your shorter then him you wash dishes so he doesnt have to (as a tall person i can say washing dishes fr hurts)

hes more of a protective boyfriend then jealous

if someone is trying to flirt with you or something he’ll just stand behind you, listening to the convo

he trusts you and also knows you can take care of yourself but sometimes overthinks

what ifs suck

if the person really isnt getting the hint hell rap his arms around you and lay his head on your shoulder from behind and makes an excuse to leave

“toby texted me and said hes at the house already”

is really understanding if your mental health is shit

helps you clean your room

sometimes he writes on your mirror, more things like ‘try to have all the clothes picked up off your floor by the end of the week’

but if you feel like that puts pressure on you or something he wont

if you ask him to wash your hair he’ll quickly say yes.

turns the shower on and just has you kneel over the tub so your under the shower and washes your hair like that so its not as much work for you

please paint his nails

yk the stream that aimsey and niki do his nails? hes like that but not at the same time.

hes alot less marty with you then he was with amsey 

though he would still be joking 

its kinda just another excuse to hold hands with you tbh

you let him choose the color

he lets you choose a color to put on his middle finger tho

“ahh you did such a good job! oh my god, thank you :D”

he LOVES to pick out/make outfits for you 

like even if its not with his clothes

hes just finds it really fun

especially does it when your traveling and he cant go with you

 he just packs all the clothes for you 

thinks youll be thinking of him even more bc your wearing something he made (as if you wouldnt be thinking of him the entire time?)

he’ll spend like an hour rummaging through your closet, every now and then finding things of his

“this is where this went!” “did you take this from me?” “how do i still have clothes of my own?!”

when karl lends ranboo a ring and he wears it your playing with his hands even more belive it or not

spinning the ring around

when you first do it he doesnt know if your ok

he gently grabs your hand making you stop

he softly says ‘hey, you alright?’

you were embarrassed at first but once you told him you were alright he lifts your hand up and kisses it then puts it back down letting you continue

[dewdr0pz]

WILBUR MEETING YN AT A VINYL STORE.

Thats it. THATS THE REQUEST 🤭

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

☆ We Fell in Love in October ☆

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

Pairing: Cc!Wilbur x gn!reader

Warnings: swearing, mentions of soulmates

Word count: 556

Genre: Fluff

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

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

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

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

& that's when he came in.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You laughed. His smile got wider.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

& the rest was history.