Hello I Love Your Writing Especially For Eret And Im Am Literaly Begging You Could You Make A Part 3

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 (𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐱 𝐌!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.

{《☆》}

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘬𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴. "𝘚𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦."

𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘥 𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥. "𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦."

{《☆》}

Welcome to my new Wilbur x M!Reader story! (<-Link)

Originally the hope had been to format it for both Tumblr and Wattpad but the way Tumblr works doesn't suit both the format and potential length so it'd staying on Wattpad for now. The hope is to post chapter links here for you all to read for now and then figure out a way to post on both sites.

Note: This story is something I've been working on for a bit and does not yet have an update schedule. One-shots will still be coming out and requests are still accepted.

Until next time,

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I'm In Love With An E-Boy ❤

[He/him pronouns]

[2200+ words]

Description: You started off on Tiktok, getting famous for your e-boy aesthetic. How were you supposed to know that humming would lead to meeting an infamous streamer and musician. (Wilbur Soot x Reader)

[Read more under the cut]

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You started dressing like an e-boy for a friend's TikTok. They were dressing your entire friend group in different styles and she had chosen the one outfit you had dreaded.

Admittedly, it looked good on you. And apparently, 556k people agreed. So you wore the outfit a few more times, and then a few times turned into buying more outfits and showing them off on TikTok.

Now, months later, your name was synonymous with e-boy. You hummed a random tune under your breath, a song your flatmate Candi, the person who made your brand, has been blasting for the last week. You fix your collar and look over at your Twitch chat.

Streaming was a new development, but your fans took to the content eagerly. Chat was asking about what you were humming as you tapped your painted nails against your desk. "Dunno the name but it's by some guy named Wilbur Soot."

You laugh as chat goes a mile a second. You vaguely knew Wilbur, especially since Candi was obsessed with their friend group, but it was fun to mess with chat. Brushing some hair back (rip if ur bald) you go through donors and ignore chat's anguish.

"Thank you so much- pff, ppisskink69 for the 5 bomb." You bite back a worse laugh at the name. You've read worse, especially with your background in Tumblr and Wattpad, but usually, you've never had to say them aloud. "I love the name."

You laugh again as chat has a collective breakdown. "Thank you– wow you really took my comment to heart, huh? Thanks, DreamPissKink, for the tier three sub. Super intense Minecraft player, right there chat!"

As you're about to go back to telling chat your story, a dono appears in our wall that catches your eye. "Wilbur Soot with 10$ saying 'I'm in love with an e-boy'. Wow, another Super intense Minecraft Player chat. Can't believe it. Two in 5 minutes."

Even as you joke, you are a bit bashful at the dono. Compliments are a dime a dozen but a love proclamation, even satirical, are rare. At least now you can use that one meme.

'If I had a nickel for every time someone declared their love for me via Wilbur Soot lyrics I'd have 2 nickles. Which isn't a lot but it's strange that it's happened twice.'

"So, Mr Soot is in chat then, eh? Should I give him VIP?" You ask, already aware of what the outcome would be.  A mostly unanimous conclusion of 'yes' with a surprisingly scarce amount of no's. "Alright then, Lover Boy, you're VIP'ed."

He starts with a simple "hi :)" which makes you smile a bit. "Hello to you too. Would chat drop a 'hi smile' for our special guest?"

They listen quickly, your obedient simps.

Wilbur Soot: You are e-boy. Law requires I simp

His name, a dazzling gold etched into your chat alongside a VIP badge and a 2-month sub badge, which surprises you a bit, is next to the stupidest, tad bit sweet reason for his dono message. You force a more relaxed smile, fiddling with your nails as you think of a response.

"Dunno, Lover Boy, you've been subbed an awfully long time." You chuckle a bit, leaning a bit closer to your mic. "You're in her bed but I'm in her Twitch chat? Sounds an awful lot like you're S-I-M-Ping. Is this your way of flirting?"

"I mean, it's a bit odd." You say, leaning back. You pop your knuckle as you talk. "But also sweet. You've impressed me, Lover Boy."

Chat is loving the banter and especially the nickname. It's definitely a new way to stream, one you're not at all used to, but it's so easy to roll off of Wilbur. Usually, you're just talking to chat, switching topics as messages come but now it's just you and Wilbur. You can almost forget chat is even there as you sort through for Wilbur's responses.

"Oh! I have to go soon chat, Wilbur." You tap your nails against your desk softly. Humming his songs loudly, you end stream with promises to continue conversations the next day. "See you soon Lover Boy~!"

You cackle as chat breaks down once again.

{《☆》}

Wilbur Soot (@) WilburSoot

E-boys are ruining my life

         TommyInnit (@)TommyInnit

          Simp

                   Tubbo (@) Tubbo

                    Simp

                            Philza (@) Ph1lzA 

                            Simp

                            +11 OTHER REPLIES

        Tall ppl step on me  (@) Y/U/N

        If you wanted my number all you had to do was ask <3

{《☆》}

You take a long sip from your coke, swiping texts from your brother who was trying to convince you to join one of his TikToks so he could impress a pair of twins who were apparently fans of yours. You ended stream twenty minutes ago but the time seemed to dredge on slowly without Wilbur.

You hum along to another one of Wilbur's songs under your breath. You haven't listened to all of them, though you did have a particular fondness for his YCGMA Album. Candi peeked their head through the door as you were humming. "YN!"

He bounced over, all bubbly energy and caffeine addiction coursing through their veins. "I heard Wilbur Soot was in your chat! How'd you manage that?"

"Dunno mate," You shrug softly, all too used to her unintentionally aggressive wording. "I was just talking about that one time a hammock gave me a panic attack and humming a  bit and he just appeared."

Candi hums sympathetically, brushing some of their fluffy white hair out of their face. "At least now you can simp openly. Ha, simp."

"I called him pretty once." You frown.

"Three times," he corrects. "And on an even better note, Wilbur likes you too! Of course, you were his gay awakening." Candi frowned thoughtfully. "bi awakening?"

"Rude to speculate sexualities," You remind them, standing up with your now empty coke can. "And either way, pretty sure it was a bit."

Candi sighs, thoroughly smitten. "He's dead fit though."

You make a vague noise of agreement, tossing your can in the trash. Your phone buzzes again so you tossed it on your bed, "So, where are we going again?"

Candi started grinning, her hair suddenly reminding you of a mad scientist as she rubbed their hands together. You were a bit disappointed she hadn't started laughing maniacally as thunder rumbled in the background. "It's a surprise, on a need-to-know basis if you will."

"Oh whatever," You playfully scoff. "Let me change and we can go."

Candi nods, humming a soft tune. "I'll feed Kermit before we go." And out they go with a bounce in their step.

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Unsurprisingly, Candi takes you to a sweets cafe. She was notorious in your friend group for always knowing the best cafes. Although that was where his luck ended, she probably had the worst tastes in restaurants, even beating Sam.

"Aren't the seats the comfiest?" They sighed, leaning back in her chair.

"This place is pretty nice." You nod along, pulling your beanie back down a bit. "A tad bit expensive though, innit?"

"I suppose but were good off, enough to splurge a bit." He gives a pointed look at your admittedly expensive Samsung. Those extra hundreds of dollars were worth it though, you had so much storage.

"You're right," You sighed good-naturedly. Then a frankly genius idea hit you. "We could find a way to eat here and cover the cost."

"What-?" The notion hit Candi at the same time. He grinned sharply. "Tiktok?"

You nodded resolutely. "Tiktok."

"And," You added. "We could show off our outfits."

Candi was positively gleeful. "Clout and candy!"

You pulled out your phone and in a quick 15second video showed off the cute cafe and your nice outfits. As views started wracking up, your (F/S) and Candi's milkshake were placed in front of you.

"Thank you," You smiled at the waiter. They smiled back, a cloud of scattered pink dust over their tan face. Maybe another day you would've flirted with them, but damned Wilbur Soot was on your mind.

Think of the devil and he shall tweet

Wilbur Soot (@)Wilbursoot

Replying to (@) Y/U/N

   If you're offering I wouldn't be opposed

Oh, that man will be the death of you. Before you could respond, you get another two notifications from him. A TikTok comment and... a request to message you on Twitter.

46.9k Comments

(@)ogwilbursoot          Following

       Y/N looking fine ngl       36.9k♡

        ^ 129 comments ^

You bite your lip, trying to not show how flustered you were. Unluckily, Candi knew you too well.

"Ooh~ you texting a boy?" Candi giggles. "Although when do you ever go out without me to meet them?"

"As if you're any better."

She nods, "True, too true."

"But— are you texting a boy?" Candi drags out the 'but' on for longer than needed. She made grabby hands for your phone. "C'mon, show your sweetness."

"No, Candi—! I will literally kill you—!" You shriek as they drag their fingers down your side. Uncontrollably, your phone clatters to the floor as you gasp for breath. He swipes it quickly, her eyes widening at the comment.

"See! I was right!" She claps her hands together, your phone on the table, forgotten. You quickly swipe it back. He giggles loudly. It feels like every turns to you. "He's totally into you!"

"Candi." You hiss, a deep sense of shame and embarrassment growing as did your horror. It felt like everyone was watching you. You could hear dissimilar laughter in your ears. As if you were a child again, crying in the playground as bullies made fun of the stupid gay transfer. Against your will, tears prickled the edges of your eyes.

You stand with a difficult deep breath. "I'm going back to the flat."

"Wait, Y/N—," Candi stood too, a growing regret in their eyes. "I didn't... I'm sorry."

"It's fine." You say before walking out of the cafe. Your phone dings again and all it brings is bile.

{《☆》}

Your moping in bed isn't helping. The sickness clogging your throat isn't going away after watching 2 seasons of The Office.

You get a youtube message of some random video you don't care to watch. As you go to swipe it, you open all your notifications and suddenly you're faced with Wilbur's notifications. It makes your stomach turn with an unknowable emotion.

Hey Y/N

BLOCK OR REPORT

DELETE

ACCEPT

After a second of hesitation, you click accept. You don't know what to say though so you just send a "hey" back.

You:

Hey

Thanks for all the compliments btw

they made my day

im glad!

i did mean all of them

you're like insanely pretty :)

You're making me blush

A cute boy who happens to make music? 

middle school me would be sobbing ngl

you think im cute?

Well uh

Maybe

Oh.

:)

i think ur cute 2

I could tell but hearing you say it is sweet

would you maybe want to talk a bit?

Maybe a date?

Oh :>

Yes, I would love to!

okay then

i should probably go to bed but uh

sweet dreams ♡

You too, Lover Boy

♡

You grin at your phone, Wilbur compliments you once and suddenly your heart is aflutter. pressing your hands to your face, you try to shake off the heat. You can't tell if your face is red/your face can't turn red but the warmth is a bearable torture.

You glance at your door, suddenly aware of your roommate again. You haven't spoken, scared she'd suddenly decided she hated you. But things have been going well for you so...

Your door creaked open unsettlingly loud. Slowly, you crept outside. Your living room was empty, but blankets were spread over the couch so you knew he was close.

You wandered to the kitchen, looking for Candi before you wandered to the fridge. Your (F/S) was sitting there, hardly touched. Candi must've brought it back...

'Y/N?" Candi called out hesitantly. Your best friend looked exhausted, small bags under her eyes as she stood at the doorway in oversized Star Wars merch you bought her for her birthday. "You're here."

You hadn't even heard him walk in, or even a door open. They threw themselves at you, clutching your sweater tightly as they shake horribly. "Are you okay? I—I've been so worried and I'm so, so sorry!"

"Candi..." You sniff loudly as Candi holds you tighter. Her presence comforts you just by being with you. It makes you feel dumb for avoiding him. "It's okay. You didn't mean to."

"I still made you cry. I hurt you, Y/N." Candi pulls back, still close to you but enough so that she can wipe her tears. You know how much Candi hates hurting people, unspoken trauma led her to a gentle disposition even if her wording lacked much to be desired. "I'm so, so sorry for hurting you, sweetpea."

The nickname was sugary sweet, it usually made you fake groan especially since you had a naturally emo style as a teen when you met her and hated it just as much. But now it just warmed your heart.

Candi was like family to you and as she pulled you into another hug, you were glad she was who she was. Candi was a part of you, a piece of your heart. Without her, you'd probably have gone back to your hometown after university and been stuck there forever.

"Wanna watch The Office?" You ask in lieu of more soft, mushy, emotions.

"Of course I would, sweetpea."

{《☆》}

Tall ppl step on me (@) Y/U/N

TFW a tall person actually offers to step on you... (@) WilburSoot <333

{《☆》}

[I wrote this all out by hand... I hate myself and also I'm prepared to fight God.]

[I recently rewrote the entire outline for Distance and I realized that the only thing that can stop me is God or my own willpower and I ran out of coffee a week ago. Time to get rid of God once and for all.]

[My Dream Merch is really comfy and i got a lotta compliments. The 25 mil merch is pretty pog tho so :p]

[EDIT: I FORGOT THE TAGS ATSIGSHGAKF]

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Masterlist

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 (𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐱 𝐌!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.

{《☆》}

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘬𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴. "𝘚𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦."

𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘥 𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥. "𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦."

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CHAPTER 3 IS OUT!!!

:D

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would you be able to do a platonic thing with the cc's in which gn!reader is feeling down?

I have covid again so I'm doing this for my comfort

Also you never specified which cc's so I'm choosing Niki, Wilbur, Tommy, and Dream.

Niki Nihachu

Niki absoloutely hates seeing you upset

She's a very empathetic person so when you're sad, she's sad

She'll try to convince you to lie in bed with her to platonically cuddle away the bad emotions.

If you have to be productive even during those moments, Niki will prepare you tea and a snack to make you feel better

And if she's not able to comfort you physically she'll send you a bunch of adorable photos and videos of Zuko

So many audio clips of her voice saying the sweetest little pick-me-ups for you

Niki is never bothered because she likes being the friend you rely on

Wilbur Soot

Wilbur isn't the most physical of people so most of his comfort would be trying to make you laugh

Texting you as many truly awful among us jokes as he can

If you're like physically there, Wilbur'll set up popcorn and an emotional movie and start crying so that if you cry too, it won't be as embarrassing

Snacks. This man has a bunch of them and would definitely keep your favourite sweets in store if you just need a quick pick-me-up

For ranting, Wilbur isn't your best bet. Actually, he's probably your worst.

He doesn't do well with listening without offering advice so he should definitely be the last one you call, unless you do want advice. In which case, call him freely.

TommyInnit

Tommy has playlists he made for you if you were sad

Like if you needed to just vent it, it would be his angriest songs, but if you wanted to calm down then there would be a lot of lofi music, like from his streaming playlist

He isn't the best at comforting people but Tommy tries to be really physically affectionate because that's what helps him feel better

If you get headaches when upset you can bet money on him massaging your forehead and scalp for you to help

He feels down sometimes too but he always need to be around people to feel better so he kinda just assumes you do too

Tommy is a kind soul, even if he's not always the smartest

Dream WasTaken

Dream kinda needs to be told when you're upset because he's bad at social cues

Like if you're upset and don't tell him, he might not even notice unless it's really obvious

Taking this from one of my closest friends who does this for me, if you're like in a panic attack Dream'll instantly discord call you and just like talk you down. Discord stream playing minecraft to distract you

He's the type of person who gets really angry when he's upset, even if it's just to cover sadness, so if you're like him then he'll be really good at calming you down and taking your shit

Fully convinced this man would google tactics to comfort people tho because like I said, sucks at social cues and is even worse at comforting

Will put on your favourite movie, buy your favorite food, just spend a bunch of money making you feel better and won't let you repay a cent

Dream can and will be your platonic sugar daddy

{《☆》}

[I'm this close to ending it all, covid headaches make my preexisting headaches 1000× worse and I hate it all. I'm so bored. It's been like 2 days too but that is still so longgg]

[Also sorry Anon if this isn't who you wanted, hope it's alright though. Have a lovely day, eat food and hydrate. Take care of yourself and please for everyone's sake don't be like my brother. Wear a mask, even now. I love you all, bye bye!]

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Taglist: @creatorofstars @hiwhatsupbruv

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I don't usually post anything outside of xReaders but the fact that my Eret post has been seen by exactly 4 people is the funniest shit so I have to post about it. Like, it just flopped majorly and I can't get over how funny that is.

Now i know who my real fans are /j

Special thanks to those 4. I know who you are now. I now have favorites.

THANK YOU WHOEVER UNFOLLOWED (Never thought I'd say that) I LOVE YOU SO MUCH :DD

Anyone up for unfollowing so that I can get a 420 followers pic? Please?

❤ Darling~

Request by (@) itsnotfire on Wattpad : "Could we get a part two of this where the reader does test Fundy's loyalty please? Also your work is absolutely amazing!" PART 1

[1800 words]

[They/Them pronouns]

Description: Your cute little hero's been homesick. As some quick fun you let him return home for a day :). (Fundy x M!Reader) This is unhealthy. So many things in this relationship are MEANT to be unhealthy. Do not glorify/romanticize these things because they are toxic and illegal.

[Read the rest under the cut]

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It starts like all good things, with a bang.

Fundy's cooking for you, a hobby he's taken up as weeks with nothing to do have passed by. You can smell it from the study, the lining of cow's blood he mixed in the soup just for you. Fundy's part fox, which means he enjoys raw meat just as much as you, but he's never enjoyed human blood as much as you do. It's sweet for him to add some in, even if it's cows blood.

You're filing down more paperwork, seems some vigilante named Monarch has been raiding your warehouses looking for something or... You chance a glance towards the photo on your desk, a high-quality one of you and Fundy in your background having a picnic. He was laughing when it was taken, beautiful brown eyes pressed closed, cheeks slightly red. You loathed admitting you had gotten a tad attached to the little fox but the thought of someone coming looking for him had your blood boiling.

Then, as you almost snapped your pen in half, a loud bang came from the kitchen alongside a sharp yelp from Fundy. You rushed forward, slightly breathless as you whirled into the kitchen only to find Fundy tearing up, shaking on the floor as boiling soup soaks his clothes.

He looks up at you, shaky lips pressed together to hold sobs in. Without any hesitation he rushes for you, throwing himself into your chest to sob. The soup is a mess on the floor, steam rolling off it and you grimace. You peel him away from you, looking at the mess he's made of himself.

"Oh darling," You coo, reaching up to cup his face. "You're filthy. I bet it hurts, doesn't it."

Fundy nods, sniffling. "I didn't mean to drop it, I swear. It was just so hot and..." he sniffles, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, shh shh, look at me." You wiped tears and soup off his face. "Go run a shower and I'll get someone to pick this up and meet you there."

"Okay," he muttered softly. Glancing back at you, he leaves slowly.

You sigh, turning to the kitchen. It's a burden to pick up yourself so you'll just call someone to do it for you. As you call for a helper, you think back to Fundy's distant behavior. He's been zoning off far more lately and while he's always quick to fix anything he does wrong, today he's... sensitive.

You don't stand around long. After you call them, you're already making quick strides to catch up to Fundy. As you open the door, you catch the sniffling over the pouring of the bath.

Fundy looks over, stripped sown to just his boxers, which miraculously look barely touched. He does brighten up a bit when you enter but it's still diluted in the melancholy.

You strip to your undergarments too, sitting in the large tub with Fundy gladly between your legs, back to your chest. Your little fox greatly enjoys being held, even now that somethings bothering him he's all over you, head tipped back to rest on your shoulder.

"What's wrong darling," You ask gently, pressing soft kisses to his jawline. "You're acting more distant than usual."

"It's nothing just..." He bites his lower lip and looks away with a sigh. "I miss home."

You try to ignore the tension in his body as he asks. It's so off-putting when he gets scared of you. You sigh, thinking back to Monarch's recent break-in to one of your warehouses, trying to find information on Fundy, rightfully assuming you had something to do with it. Maybe... maybe he could visit home.

"If you miss them that badly, you could visit." You suggest casually, though you know the suggestion is anything but to him.

"Really!" Fundy turns, water sloshing out of the tub. He throws his arms around you, "Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!"

{《☆》}

"You're not coming along," Fundy asks again, biting his lip.

"I'll be there the entire time, just not by your side." You assure him, reaching up to brush hair from his eyes. He smiles widely at you, relaxing back at your words. He offers his arm to you one more time before you leave. "Not right now, darling. Can't have you looking less than perfect for your family."

Fundy pouts but obeys as obediently as always. You fix his shirt, making sure the hem isn't too roughed up. It's an old shirt but you can't just dress a missing person in a suit and send him back. He has to look somewhat hazardous. As you hold your hand at his collarbone, pressing against it lightly, he tries to smile. "I'll miss you."

"I know you will, darling." You smile, pulling your hand away. Fundy chases it for a second before swaying back in place, stock still just for you. "Now, I can't drop you off but if you ever need me just say the word. I have people ready to teleport us out."

"Y/N..." Fundy hesitates. "How long do I have with them?"

"All day if you're good." You smiled as Fundy squared his shoulders. "Now, let's go before someone wakes up."

You walk Fundy down an empty road, face covered with an cracked obsidian mask, molten gold filling the cracks. He seems anxious as you walk, hand curled into yours. You stop a few blocks before Fundy's previous residence as a precaution, bringing his hand up for a brief kiss before disappearing into the shadows.

The fox turns toward the street that will guide him home, firey red eyes glimmering in the artificial street light. He takes a step forward, and then another. He starts running, hair mused by the wind, feet carrying him faster as his neglected powers crackle with eagerness. As eager to be used again as Fundy was.

You follow behind casually because you already know where he's running. When you catch up, Fundys gasping lightly, hands on his knees as he stares at his old home with wonder. When he gets his breathe back he reaches forward, hands brushing the redwood door adoringly.

After a seconds hesitation and a glance back for you, he knocks. And then knocks faster. There is a distant voice you can hear yelling but Fundy doesn't stop.

"What!" They yell before the sight in front of their eyes catches up to their brain. They reel backwards, hands reaching to hold their mouth. "Fundy...?"

"Dad," he answers back, voice just as wet. He reaches forward and Wilbur wraps his arms around him and lifts him up, breathless. "Dad! Dad, put me down!"

"Where were you," Wilbur says when he puts him down, voice still shocked as he holds Fundy's face between his hands. He can't quite seem to help himself from pulling Fundy back into his arms.

"Nowhere important, Dad," Fundy mumbles into his father's shoulder. You feel something twist uncomfortably in your stomach as you stare at the reunion but it's easy to ignore. "I don't really want to talk about it. Can we just... watch a few movies? We could have that pizza from down the block?"

"Fundy you hate that place," Wilbur says with a small frown, he smoothes it out easily when Fundy just tilts forward with a sigh. "Alright. I'll call them and we can watch Treasure Planet. How'd that feel bud?"

"I'd love that," Fundy says, more relaxed than you've ever seen him. "I really, really would."

The night goes off without a hitch. Wilbur seemed tense but he always let Fundy lie to him and pretend it was nothing. They sit around and eat really cheesy pizza and watch the same movie twice before just talking for another 3 hours. They eat the leftovers of the pizza and Wilbur makes sure to remind Fundy every 5 minutes that he loves him.

When Fundy took a step out the front door, face nostalgic and sad, Wilbur took it in stride. He sweeps Fundy into one last hug, shoulders shaking with repressed tears. When he pulls away, he sets a gentle kiss on Fundy's forehead and says one last time, "I love you."

And Fundy smiles, that sweet and gentle one you had grown to adore, "I know, Dad. I love you too."

He steps away, pausing for a moment like he's rethinking something. With a small shake of his head, he lets go of the hesitation and leaves. You wait, staring right at Wilbur- Willow, you realize now, and his face splits into a soft sob as he falls to his knees.

You turn to follow after Fundy and don't looks back.

{《☆》}

Fundy has been in a higher spirits after his visit home. He seems lighter now that he's been reassured they're okay. It's not really insulting that he thinks you'd hurt them, you've had far worse assumptions made about you. Your mother had thought you the antichrist and tried murdering you as a young toddler, so at least this one was believeable and didn't result in a lifelong scar.

He seemed normal, pressing kisses to your bloody hands when you returned from work, bleeding for you, tracing your claims on his body like he wanted to brand them into his skin. But you never quite managed to get rid of the memory of his willing departure. You had started this with adrenaline coursing your veins, joyful at how much work Fundy was to break, ravishing yourself in his unique blood. Now though, it felt different. There was no game to play now that you knew he was loyal to you, utterly and completely yours.

You flicked through papers from your henchmen who were only reporting minor issues, homeless people breaking into warehouses or vigilantes sniffing around. Ugh, even they had started producing higher numbers. You were undoubtedly the strongest villain in the city and yet— You were incomplete.

"Darling," You call out, lips quirked up as eager footsteps come racing. Fundy waits patiently by the door for you to say something, anything at all. You rack your finger against the desk, nodding him over. As he settles on your lap, hands on your shoulder silently, something feels wrong.

You look back at your desk, staring at the picture of a homeless kid. Their thin white hair is disheveled as they struggled against two of your workers. Their pale blue eyes glare up at the camera, mouth foaming as he likely screams at the worker holding it. He was apparently a homeless kid with an unusually strong superpower who had broken in for a night's rest. You tilt your head at the photo for a second.

Maybe...

You look into Fundy's eyes, a sharp-toothed grin on your face. "How'd you feel about adopting a kid?"

{《☆》}

[Bro this request is from like 3 months ago ;-; I'm so behind on requests. FYI, the next request is for a third (and final part) of the King Eret works and then after that is another Eret request for a sequel to Sweet Summer Sun. If you're a first time reader who doesn't know what the fuck those are, go to the Eret section and have fun!]

[Anyways I'm going to go start that and then I'm going to rewatch Doukyuusei (this really cute mxm story and it's just ahfkahgk!!!) Take care of yourself, you are loved and appreciated and there are things and people and stories waiting for you that you don't even know exist yet so hold on until you get to meet them and then let them help pull you up.]

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Rest well, we'll miss you.

❤ Destiny

[600+ words]

[GN!Reader]

Summary: Everyone is born with words on their wrist, words their soulmate will say to them someday. You have the words "I love you" written in golden cursive on your wrist. (Dream x Reader)

You have grown up fearing the words "I love you". When your first boyfriend says it to you for the first time, you start crying. The relationship didn't end up lasting long but in every relationship you've had, it ends not too long after they say they love you.

You can't say the words back. Not because you don't love them, you always have, but trying to force the words out of your throat only brings vile, disgusting throw-up clawing its way out of your mouth.

Nothing about that ever changed when you got into your most recent relationship. You got the same chest-squeezing fear the first time Dream said "I love you" except after hearing your explanation, he didn't leave. He promised you never to leave saying "I love you" so that you never had to be scared of something bad happening.

Until it did.

You have never trusted someone as much as you have Dream, he is a sweetheart, he cares so deeply, and he loves you in the most honest way you've ever had anyone love you. He's the first person you've ever told you loved, and he's the one you're most scared of losing.

You wanted so desperately for him not to be your soulmate, only so you never had to lose him. But life doesn't always work out that way.

You were walking home together after dining out at a local pizza place, hands swinging together as you walked. It's such a peaceful night, a full moon shining down from above.

"We should eat out more often," Dream sighed happily. "I've never had better pizza."

That was pretty true but, "You said you were going to diet with Nick," You point out. Dream groans, pouting dramatically at you. "You can't just abandon him. He needs you."

"That pizza needs me!" Dream shakes his head with a laugh. "But fine, maybe another time. When he drops it in a week, we can all go together."

You try to hide your fond smile, "You're the reason his diets don't work out."

"Oh please," Dream scoffs. He then pauses and nods, "Yeah no, that's actually pretty true. But I have helped him work out so it evens out."

You giggle at his cute pouty face. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, babe."

Dream can't even pretend to look mad, cheeks flushed at the nickname. He coughs, "I picked last time right? What movie do you wanna see today?"

"Maybe Coraline. I haven't watched it in a few months, I kinda miss the funky little clay people," Dream pouts again at your words.

"Hey, I'm the only little Clay person you need."

You press twin kisses to his freckled cheeks. "Of course, you are, babe."

You're both laughing as you walk down the street. All you can see is his face, his smile, and the way the moon bounces off his hair. Headlights light up every freckle, every strand of his stubble. There is nothing but Dream, his wide eyes, and you.

And then he's pushing you. You fall hard on your back, pushing yourself up instantly and staring, misty-eyed, at the car that's speeding past Dream's still body.

You can't remember much. You know you had started screaming only because people started pouring out onto the street. You do remember holding Dream's hand, carefully cradling his face. You were probably crying.

His eyes fluttered open for only a second and he smiled, teeth bloody, the second he saw your face. After a second of open-mouthed silence, his voice croaked out quietly. "I love you."

You don't remember anything more from the night. Dream didn't make it. You were gone soon after.

{《☆》}

[Whoops, forgot to mention it was "Last thing your soulmate says to you" AU. My bad. Anyway, Dream is my little meow meow. He might've lied about being blonde and his freckles but honestly I had no expectations (my mental image of him is still a blob, ngl).]

[Tell me any other sad prompts you have, I might end up writing them, who knows :)]

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I have to say Wildest Wills and No Friends absolutely ruined me in the best ways possible! Although I don’t expect a second part to No Friends, I’m so genuinely curious on what could happen afterwards because betrayal seems to be the only plausible option in Squid Game and I do enjoy myself some angst and romance! I think it’s so incredibly well-written and the speed of each game event flowed well enough for me to grasp at what standpoint they’re at.

I do hope you continue Wildest Wills especially! There’s so much content to work off of from where you left it and I’m just so obsessed with the concept! I liked how they met and I think following them in their journey together would be so incredible to read and see how they grow with each other. I’m such a simp for the Dream Team and Bad! I’m also such a sucker for badass readers wielding swords and kicking ass so I may be a bit biased for this specific work!

I really adore where your going with all your other writings! I haven’t read all of them yet but I’m obsessed enough to know I’ll be speedrunning them soon enough! I don’t know why but I really enjoy your portrayals and the way you depict scenes and characters! I hope you don’t mind the long comment I’m just absolutely wow’d!

So I don't think I'm going to continue No Friends but I will reveal some of my writing thoughts behind it since you're curious!

So it's based off a song with the exact same name. But uh, the nightcore version because... yup.

I had just finished Squid Game at the time and so I was like, yes this is a good idea. And then it was but it was also a lot of work and I would do it again in a heartbeat.

The "ending" I included is 100% fake. No minors were in Squid Game, though certain LManburg adults were. If i had to make an ending, I'm a sucker for angst but I also want happy endings so probably breaking your way out but then one of your sacrificing yourself to save the others.

If I had to decide a concrete ending with no "They all live" endings, Sapnap would be the winner. George would be too weak to survive too long, Dream would be taken down by Wilbur killing both of them, and Sapnap would in the end survive by killing Fundy, who had helped kill George.

So! I'm currently writing a pt 2 to Wildest Wills : Currently unnamed. Not going to spoil it! But! Expect some good old SBI ha ha :)

And omg you are so sweet!!! I really enjoy writing and I'm so glad all of you guys enjoy my writing too!!! Have a great day, you're incredible!!!

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