#anyways Ghostbur is mine now

[squipy]

So with the whole Wilbur situation going on (seriously wtf) I just wanna say this....Ghostbur? Oh you mean MY sona!!! What you mean that's Wilburs character I don't know what your talking about Ghostbur is my silly minecraft sona!!! And doesn't belong to am absolut peice of garbage of a human fucking being :3

#wilbur soot #ghostbur #wilbur #can you tell I'm pissed :3 #because i am #imagine a guy you've watched on and off for YEARS #become a total asshole #anyways Ghostbur is mine now #I'm half joking about this #i am not afraid to steal Ghostbur add some shit change backstory and make them mine #....so what we thinking about long haired non binary queer Ghostbur

[solargeist]

logging on to see everyone claiming dsmp blorbos and jumping ship 🧍‍♂️

#that’s what I’ve been doin with bursonas LOL #anyway sucks that the dsmp fails to communicate with each other #weird watching it burn 🥲 #planting flowers on its grave #and grabbing all the burs and running . mine now #i also saw Wilbur say Ghostbur is gonna get sadder . he’s evil during these times

[calmthefuckdownalright]

Protectbur HC's

A/n: Protectbur is just something I call a very protective C!Wilbur. Maybe it'll catch on after this who knows 💅

Summary: Situationns where some of the -Bur variants get a little protective 🤍

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Vilbur

"Alright Wil, I'm going to Manberg to see Niki."

"Woah woah woah what? No you're not!"

"Wil it's just to see Niki. She's on our side, besides Schlatt isn't even around right now."

"I don't care! You're gonna stay right here where I can see you."

gets very worked up over little things like this

Going out to hunt, mining trips, etc. He doesn't want you accidentally finding one of his detonation sites or setting one off

Mostly his own paranoia rather than him actually trying to protect you

Revivebur

You'd be chatting with Quackity in Las Nevadas or just outside and Wilbur would spot you guys. Him being Quackity's nemesis and your lover would definitely create some immense tension

"Stay the fuck away from Y/N you two-bit capitalist."

"They came to see me!"

"They would never. They know you're a wanker, and a bloody liar. Stay away from them or you'll lose your other fucking eye got it?"

Very violent. Very unhinged

Phantombur

Fancy boi losing his shit? Don't mind if I do 💅

I don't really know the lore in Origins but I know that Fragrance Man is supposed to be sort of a creepy guy and I know there's something with Evilza so I'm looking into it. For now we're just using Fragrance bc we love Schlatt as a villain.

"Mind letting me go?"

"No no no, you smell strange. I need you to come with me so I can investigate."

Basically he'd try and kidnap you and guess what it's dusk so your boyfriend comes swooping from the shadows with a warning shot.

"Where the fuck did the arrow come from?!"

"Where do you think Arachnid?" Phantombur would reveal himself very dramatically and have an arrow notched already pointing over your shoulder into Fragrance Man's throat

"Hey now, no need to get violent there Wilbur."

"What the fuck were you doing with my darling huh Fragrance Man? Care to explain?"

Very menacing, especially with the green eyes glowing and the unfiltered rage

We love a spooky bitch

Simpbur

Obviously he's here. It wouldn't be a protection hc without our favorite yandere-ish variant

"I will blow your fuckin head off if you don't back the FUCK up right now."

Kind of a combination of Vilbur and Revivbur. Very violent and loud and commanding despite his usual background personality

Scares people off very easily with his height and anger. The first time he protected you you didn't know who he was

"Thanks and all but who are you?!"

"Wil Soot. Wilbur really, at your service."

Very formal despite his hammering heart. Kind of had been a stalker for a while so he knew very well how to make you smile

He landed a date with you after this so all's well that ends well...

It didn't end well for the guy that was harassing you to say the least

Ghostbur

Oh...you didn't think ol' Ghostbur could get protective did you? Never underestimate me my dears

"Y/N watch out!" Someone would try and warn you but be a little too late. Well they would anyways. Ghostbur's never late for his darling

"Didn't anyone tell you to stay away from things that aren't yours?"

Very smiley while he tends off whoever tried to harm you. This is the first time he's wielded a sword since he died so you'll have to pardon his disheveled appearance once he's done

"Are you alright?"

"Yea Ghostbur, I-I'm okay now. Thanks."

"Anytime darling."

Huffy puffy Ghosts Boy but he's smiling like a fool now that you're safe

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#c!wilbur hc's #dsmp #c!wilbur #c!wilbur soot #c!wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot #ghostbur #simpbur x reader #ghostbur x reader #phantombur #phantombur x reader #Protective hc's #revivedbur #revivedbur x reader #vilbur #bursonas #x reader hc's

[ofthatcolossalwrxck]

Entry date: 24th of September

Well , ain't this funny . The last entry I wrote was on 6th (or maybe 7th ?) of this month , and Uh . I'm not good at telling time apart , how could I when the dates just feel so . Blurry ? But well , I digress — I hadn't taken my anti psychotics for so long , and I hadn't realized until the nausea had me passed out at work . . Thankfully , no co - worker of mine saw me . They all walked by , thinking that I was just asleep on my desk , and although the thought that people can just pass by when I'm like That . . Kinda stings . It's Whatever , it's fine . I should have learned my lesson a long time ago that people are not keen as they seem ; because if they had , I think they would have noticed a long time ago my cries for Help . My desperation . My

Ah , No . No . no . Now , that's selfish . I am not entitled to that kind of attention and I don't deserve that kind of attention , I feel . And I shouldn't try to rely on people for that either , I shouldn't rely on people too hard because they're not as trustworthy as they say they are , and Well , I don't want to hurt more than I have alreadybhurt . Anyways , anti - psychotics Right . God bless my therapist for beingbso patient with me ; I have no idea as to why she hasn't given up on me yet , especially since I missed so many sessions and I haven't taken much of my medication lately either so I have so much to make up for . Hm

On my first night after a long time of taking anti - pscyhotics . The side effects feel just as heavier than it did before though , now I feel like there's a literal something weighing down my eye lids , because with each second I breath in , I find myself dozing off . The nausea hasn't gotten away completely either – so I'm not sure why I'm feeling that way either . Actually thinking about it , I always feel that a Lot ever since I came back into existence . Comes in waves but it's usually bearable So i dont know Why Everythtigg's aching , I don't know why it hurts to moce a lot i mena it usually is but It feels more Painful it hurts the throbbing I can feel it Down mg Legs

the air fele sHumid i think i think I thrink I think I deserve abit of rest maybe Lay down for a Little while on my bed perjaps . . Something scarss me though , my therpaist wants to administ e r anti depressants as soon A sI get used to anti pscyhotics but Honestly ?? Id dont know if I want to take more medicine if this is how I feel rigtht now i hope aftee a bit of rest I will be ready for the job interview in Thee days god i need that job now that theres one person a d a pet sheep in my house Now

ghostbur . Ghostbru right . I havent nmmentioned Ghostbur , haven't I ? he's moved in with me now afte rmy invitation , and thinkjng anout it , I should definitely work on that extra room too so we won't have to share the Same bed and he can have his Own little space . Its the lwadt I can do since he nrought me the closure I needed – I i nee d I N eed to be better , i have to because everyone's pain would be for nothing if I didn't I i yeah . just a Few moments of rest first .. before I think about that ......

#rev's personal entries ~ #bursonaverse #cw chronic pain #(heavily implied)

[sasukimimochi]

It was a strangely quiet interaction for Tommy, who was used to being loud and boisterous at every possible moment. As he held the scrawny thing in his arms though, he found himself not wanting to scare him. The clothes the little guy was wearing, it also looked familiar. It seemed like the piglin thought the same thing, because he reached up to gently tug on the green hanky around Tommy’s neck as if in awe. “Hey…hey now, that is important to me,” Tommy quietly chided, gently pulling his little hooves off of it.

Looks like mine!

Tommy paused, looking confused. What had he…no. Tubbo had said this kid barely spoke, let alone English. “Tubbo from my world gave me this ages ago…it means a lot to me, lil’ shit.” While Tubbo looked unamused at the nickname, it soon melted away as his son started giggling and patting Tommy’s face again. They were getting along, and honestly Tubbo was surprised at how easily Tommy took on a big brother role, but pleasantly so.

Time for the Drawing with the trio (plus michael!)

I’m posting the art i made for my retired (incomplete) fic AHTFF, since most people agreed that i should post it. it’s a 70k+ 22 ch fic centered on SBI/Fantasy/Found Family, Timeline hopping, and sort of post-exile. Things get absurdly sweet in parts (though there is still a ton of drama and angst) so fair warning the cringe level might be a bit high for you.

Don’t follow me for DSMP content, i’m not producing art for it. I’m posting what i have, then it will be back to MDZS!

more art links under the cut:

See Technoblade here. See R!Wilbur here. See AHTFF!Wilbur/Ghostbur here. See AHTFF!Philza here.

See A!Tommy here. (I don't have any of AHTFF!Tommy, sorry! he wasn't in the fic when I stopped anyway) See AHTFF!Tubbo here. See "AHTFF"Ranboo here.

See AHTFF!Dream here. See AHTFF!George here. See AHTFF!Awesamdude/Sam Nook here. See AHTFF!Quackity / AHTFF!CPTPuffy / AHTFF!BBH here.

See the chibi icon series here [these are free to use as icons with credit].

See original neutral mob for the fic here.

#AHTFF #A Height to Fall From #dsmp #dream smp #fanfiction #fanfic #fanfic art #fanfic fanart #dsmp fanart #dsmp fanfiction #dsmp fanfic #fanfiction art #tommyinnit fanart #tommyinnit #tommy dsmp #dsmp tommy #ranboo #ranboo beloved #michael the piglin #tubbo #tubbo underscore #bench trio #dream smp fanart

[halftheway]

ummmm to distract from the Everything why not do a series abt the music that inspired open arms

obviously first up is the series' eponymous song, open arms by journey. i grew up listening to them & this track was always one of my favorjtes, and when it came time to find a theme for this series i couldn't think of anything better than "here i am with open arms, hoping you'll see what your love means to me"

we're takin this fic by fic now. leap of faith is titled after the view from the porch by treis, one of my Favorite artists. the full lyric is "fall with me for once, make it worth a song/it's not a leap of faith if you don't take the jump" and i thought that was the perfect way to encapsulate the budding relationship & internal struggles of this fic

like you were never gone comes from if you ever come back by the script! another band i listened to heavily growing up, and this track was on repeat as i tried to mend the fiances' relationship. the song is about being broken up and wishing, despite it all, that the other person will change their mind and come back. "there'll be a light in the hall and the kettle on, and it'll be just like you were never gone" was a sentiment i wanted to follow throughout the story

ch1 of lywng is titled after the eponymous adele song: don't you remember? admittedly a little heavy handed but cmon. cmon. it works both for the fiances' unintentional separation And karl's memory: "i often think about where i went wrong/the more i do, the less i know" and "don't you remember the reason you loved me before?"

almost (sweet music) is just One Of Those Songs for me (hozier my beloved), and admittedly the Entire vibe doesn't match but "be still, my foolish heart, don't ruin this on me" is so ch3 sapnapcore it hurts. he's struggling to keep everything together and is trying to keep Himself together, and doesn't want irrationality to affect anything

chapter four <;3 good now by phangs is about finding peace in a relationship after previous rocky ones ("i tend to look for things to go wrong/but i stopped looking with you"), and despite struggling to adjust, feeling relief at finally being Happy. and that's the ending i wanted to deliver!

walk towards love's chapters aren't lyric based but the fic itself is based off the jon bellion song to my future wife. the line that most stood out to me is part of the fic's summary: "they say love's a winding road, but it's simple if we both walk towards love" because. the five of them are going through hell as the fiances try to get married but holding onto their love for each other is what makes everything worth it.

bonus track time babey.

in a new perspective, wilbur is singing boxing gloves by dbmk (another favorite) to himself as he's Goin Thru It and i got nothin for u. this song just makes me think of cwilbur

this one is extremely esoteric. but "love shouldn't hurt" in ghostbur and quackity was inspired by square by mitski. i think square is a very c!q song anyway but the line "love doesn't burn" rocked my shit the first time i heard it

heat lightning is. very obviously Incredibly inspired by the song of the same name so i will just tally up the references for u. "i've laid awake since one, and now it's four o'clock", "on the ceiling dancing are the things all come and gone" , "there's nothing i can do, not much i can change/can i give it up to you? would that be okay?"

/r tntduo features summertime by my chemical romance, an all time favorite of mine<3 it's a rare mcr love song and i thought it fit the vibes of this track perfectly

#las nevadas polycule

[blues-ghostly-kin-blog]

hello!! i'm Blue/Frei/Sunny!! and this is my kin blog!!

some things about me:

-i'm 18, but please don't be weird

-i'm a ghostbur, c!benchtrio, c!Sam, just a regular c!Tommy kin, c!Slimecicle, c!Fundy, and a c!Ranboo kin!

-i'm fine with doubles!

-y'know like. kin memories and timelines and such? (i'm still learning terms and stuff, i'm new to this) yeah, mine were. Quite Canon Divergent, given the different gender and such.

-this blog is mostly for me to reblog things and occasionally post art or kin thoughts

my other blogs:

@daandyli0n: my main blog

@bluepaintandfluffysheep: an ask blog i made!

and finally:

my tagging system for this blog

anyway, that's all for now!

#Blue's Echos 💙 #dsmp kin #ghostbur kin #welcome to my blog!!

[pixiecaps]

// ghostbur hurt

the way wilbur goes on his little computer to type his little words to post onto little ol reddit and it destroys me every single fucking time

#anyways yOINK ghostbur mine now he is happy and with friend and tommy and with everyone he loves and he still gives out blue and he’s okay! #wilbur #ghostbur #dsmp #streamers

[mariaiscrafting]

Technoblade Butcher Army Stream moments that made me feel too many emotions:

Phil calling Techno “old friend”  😢

They stole Phil’s compass! It was meant only to lead him back to his son, and they abused it!!

Techno begging Ghostbur to get as far away as possible, to take his blue and just fucking go because he desperately doesn’t want Ghostbur to get hurt

“Those that treat me with injustice, that hurt my friends? I will repay that injustice a thousand times over!”

“Why are you walking into my home???” The sibling vibes are immaculate with this one

“Are those my gold blocks?!” I am fucking crying

Tommy’s skin looks healthy, again, which means he’s healing!!

The little brother talking way too fast and not making any sense, and the older brother having literally no idea what he’s talking about

“No, my eyes!” “My eyes now, bitch.” Techno & Tommy are adorable, and make me feel too many things

Tommy reminding Techno about how single he is, Tommy walking instead of sprinting just to piss off Techno (they’re brothers, your honor)

“Welcome home, Theseus”

Even more little brother vibes: “holy shit, look at all the redstone right there!” “No no no no no, don’t touch anything, Tommy!”

Ranboo is getting just as irritated by Tommy as Techno; new older brother??

Ranboo and Techno collaborating on the cacti bit just to annoy Tommy and subvert his stupid small talk questions is giving me life

Techno constantly sighing at Tommy’s idiocy and ignoring him, along with Ranboo

“TOMMY, CAN YOU STOP BEING ANNOYING FOR THREE SECONDS?”

Techno and Ranboo constantly teaming up to mock Tommy

“We’re making a sword for Tommy,” in a singsongy voice (he loves his brother, your honor)

Bench brothers! Watching the moon and listening to music discs together!

“The best word I know is ‘friendship.’” “Your answer was so cringe” (they’re also brothers, your honor)

#anyways this stream just really fed my sbi loving heart #im gonn ago cry now #the animatics from this stream are going to be immaculate #so willthe fanart and fanfiction #i cant wait #i love this fandom's artists #mcyt #dream smp #technoblade #tommyinnit #philza #ranboo #wilbur soot #ghostbur #random ramblings #mine #sbi #sleepy bois inc

[redorich]

to those who carried on

A fic for @petrichormeraki​ and their Hermit!Tommy AU.

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The hermits know Tommy as a quiet young man who is very sad and contemplative. The more time they spend with him (against his will, but they know he needs the company) the more they learn of the little details. His favorite block is cobblestone, he likes building towers, and apparently his favorite woman is the Queen. They don’t ask why he wears a smiley mask even though he never seems happy. They don’t ask why he hides important things in his ender chest. They don’t ask why he wears a shattered compass on a chain about his neck.

(Once, he died in lava and lost his absolute mind. He was so upset about the compass that he didn’t even mention the stack and a half of diamond ore he had on him. Xisuma ended up manually rolling back the server just so Tommy could have it back.)

As time goes on, the tremors in Tommy's hands grow lesser. His dull blond hair seems a bit brighter, his bruises fade quicker, he doesn’t look quite so skinny-- he spends his time serenely building, resource gathering instead of running and fighting. He has a sense of humor under all that trauma, which the hermits unfortunately find out after another massive-scale prank war thought to be instigated by Grian actually turns out to be Tommy's fault.

Tommy starts swearing more. Doc gets the stink eye from Stress for this, but Doc insists he’s never once sworn around the young man. (That’s an absolute lie, but it wasn’t anything Tommy hadn’t heard before. Tommy thinks Doc is remarkably unoriginal in his cursing. He does take note of the German ones, though.)

Inviting Tommy to PvP minigames can be touchy, they learn. He likes to fight, but he fights like an animal with nothing to lose. Grian once chanted, “It stays in the pit!” and everyone present had to spend the next five minutes wrangling Tommy’s soul back into his body from wherever it’d floated off to.

Tommy likes to glide with his elytra. He claims he’s never had one before, but he flies like such a natural that a few people have their doubts. On a dark desert night, with dark blue eyes watching the night sky, he confides to Cub that it reminds him of the way his dad used to fly. He hates rockets, though. He does not confide to Cub that it reminds him of what his brother did to his best friend. He says enough that Cub can guess, though.

Scar gets fed up with Tommy’s creeper holes and makes Tommy help him fix them. At first, Tommy has no clue why Scar is breaking out things like coarse dirt and birch leaves and making the ground all fancy, but he’s not afraid of a little hard work and Scar makes it fun. He learns a lot about terraforming that day, and awkwardly comes back a few days later asking if Scar needs any more help terraforming. Tommy still hasn’t built a real base, not by Hermitcraft standards, but the small hill he’s built his dirt hut near now has a very beautiful, if amateurish, waterfall. He doesn’t tell Scar about this, but Scar finds out anyway. Tommy wakes up one morning to find that someone has left a shulker box in his house. Instead of iron-gripped paranoia, he just feels wonder that someone would give him a gift-- to the hermits, a single shulker box is nothing. To Tommy, it’s everything.

The shulker box contains coarse dirt, birch leaves, and a silk touch shovel.

Tommy helps Xisuma mine a giant hole in the ground near bedrock, because he realizes that he’s never thanked the admin for getting him his compass back. Well, that and the fact that instamining with a haste two beacon and an efficiency five pickaxe is a novelty. Xisuma lets him keep the cobble, since everyone knows it’s Tommy’s favorite block, but also insists he keep some of the other blocks like andesite and diorite. He pats Tommy on the head and tells him to talk to Bdubs about building a house some time. Tommy nods. He's taken aback by how tall Xisuma is, completely contrasting his mild nature. He reminds Tommy of Wilbur, on one of his good days before... Before. Not Ghostbur, though-- the admin is much too alive.

Tommy waits too long, so eventually Bdubs comes to him. The man is silly and outrageous, playing everything for laughs and unexpectedly tender. Bdubs plays up how beautiful he thinks Tommy’s hideous dirt shack is, then offers to help him build a house that’s better. For Tommy, building a house means settling down, accepting that this is his home now. Bdubs doesn’t know this. Tommy builds cobblestone dicks while Bdubs tries to lecture him about depth and block variation. Nothing gets done and Bdubs feels like he might have failed, but come next week Bdubs is flying over the area and sees the dicks are gone; so is the dirt house. In its place is a spruce-and-cobble cottage nestled near the tiny waterfall. Off to the side, he’s made a cozy doghouse for his fox, Theo. Bdubs doesn’t know how close that fox came to being named Fundy.

He spars with False, and she very pointedly does not mention how his stances are uniquely suited to a piglin. There’s only one renowned fighter who’s a piglin, after all. It's Tommy’s story to tell, if he ever does, why he’s seen enough of the legendary Technoblade’s fights to pick up on his stances, yet he’s not experienced enough to know that they don’t suit him. Instead, False gives him different stances suited more for tall, skinny people like the two of them. She’s got blond hair and blue eyes just like him. (Not that she’d know. She’s never seen his eyes, hidden behind his mask as they are.) Every now and then, he imagines her as an older sister, and the one time he says so, she smiles. When Tommy’s at home, looking at his own distorted reflection in his waterfall (he’s improved it since he built it), he muses that their eyes aren’t the same, their hair colors are subtly off. It’s close enough, he thinks.

Stress dies from fall damage and Tommy goes out of his way to pick up her stuff, because the hermits do these things out of the kindness of their hearts. The thought never even crosses their minds to steal. It crosses his mind. He doesn’t do it. Stealing from Stress would be like stealing from Niki.

He shows up at Cleo’s base unannounced and demands to see the “cool shit”. He is appropriately enthused by the giant armor-stand-bugs. She tries teaching him her armor stand magic, but it doesn’t really sink in. It’s okay, she assures him, most people don’t have the knack for it. He does, however, learn that buttons make excellent decorations. He also learns how to braid hair, bribed by ice cream. He is terrible at it, to the point where Joe has to come by to help the two untangle her hair so Tommy can start again. Watching the two bicker over capitalism and six million armor stands and a whole host of other inside jokes he doesn’t get, he thinks he’s starting to understand what friendship is supposed to be like. Joe and Cleo don’t see him clutching his compass. He and Tubbo weren’t too far off from this, given their circumstances. Maybe...

Maybe Tubbo can be forgiven.

Tommy makes minigames of his own, ones that don’t just kill you and steal your stuff. He builds things that are pretty instead of just functional, brews potions with Stress and only calls them drugs once (again, upsetting her is like upsetting Niki. Best not done), and sets up chicken bombs above people’s bases instead of just lavacasting them. (As Grian saw the hundreds of chickens slowly raining down upon his mansion, he got such a peculiar look on his face that Tommy feared he’d fucked up. The shorter, stronger (much stronger oh god why is he so strong despite being so small) man nearly crushed Tommy’s lungs in a hug, proclaiming how proud he was of Tommy. Tommy was proud of himself for not accidentally murdering Grian out of reflex. Was this what healing was like?)

Yes. It is what healing is like. Tommy knows this because that wound gets ripped open again. Tango shows him how to build the most obnoxious redstone-powered noise machine the two can think of. Tango digs a small pit, and asks Tommy to throw down his axe. Suddenly, Tommy’s in Logstedshire again; it’s not Tango asking, it’s Dream. His hands don’t shake when he tosses his axe into the pit, followed by his sword and his armor. It isn't until he’s placed the TNT down that Tango grabs his wrist and asks him what he’s doing. Tommy’s eyes clear enough that he can see past the blond hair and freckles. Tango isn’t green, he’s red. He's shorter than Dream, and his worried eyes are unhidden. Tommy shudders, then tells Tango everything.

Tango has no pity for Tommy, just understanding and sympathy. He doesn’t push Tommy to talk about it, but when Tommy’s done telling his story, Impulse and Zedaph show up. They all pretend that Tommy’s voice isn’t hoarse, that they all didn’t conveniently happen to look away when Tommy took off his mask just long enough to wipe his eyes. The men bake a cake together, fool around with honey blocks, and don’t talk about it.

Tommy knows very little about redstone, considers himself more of a builder and a fighter than an engineer. Still, Mumbo’s living base is inspiring, and Tommy often hangs around the man’s industrial district just to watch Mumbo work. Mumbo knows that Tommy hasn’t purchased a day pass, but it’s nice having someone around to talk to while he works. It’s not like Tommy is stealing anything. (Tommy totally steals from Mumbo’s industrial district storage system. The man’s farms are so efficient that he doesn’t even notice, so Tommy assumes it’s fine. What Mumbo doesn’t know won’t hurt him.)

Lava still isn’t his favorite thing in the world. He stays far away from it, instead of imagining what it would be like to hurtle towards it. Ren doesn’t really notice this, but he does notice that Tommy doesn’t seem to like his mustafarian base. On a spur-of-the-moment whim, Ren whips up some absurd plotline in which he is a lone weary traveller seeking refuge at Tommy’s base from strange alien overlords. The two have fun together, and the young man cracks more absurd jokes about it than the hermits have ever seen him do. When Ren leaves a week later to return to his own base, Tommy keeps being absurd, if a bit more subdued without someone to play off of. He builds a shrine to the “prime log”, which grows more elaborate each day. Beef and xB pretend to be his acolytes, despite having no clue what a “twitch prime” is.

They can’t see his face, but the smile in his voice is a far cry from the despondency he once wore like a heavy cloak. He is so much more animated and alive, full of motivation. He builds an entire island in three days, and hand-delivers an invitation to each and every hermit for his beach party. Everyone shows up, even those with packed schedules (Iskall) and those with introverted tendencies (Etho). Tommy is nearly moved to tears when they show up in groups of twos and threes, as though he hadn’t expected anyone to come. There aren’t enough chairs for everyone, but there is more than enough cake to go around. Tango brings drinks, Impulse brings meat to barbecue, and Zedaph makes an elaborate jump-powered grill. Keralis brings way too much confetti and several handfuls of cheap, obnoxious party noisemakers. Stress brings Tommy a crown made out of alliums. It shines far less than his brother’s gold crown, and it’ll die in a few days, but he wears it all night and keeps it in his ender chest until it withers away.

He spends five days teaching himself to make flower crowns. Even his best attempt is awful, nowhere near as pretty as the crowns Stress makes, but when he gives it to her, she takes off the one she was wearing and wears his until it falls apart.

He dies fighting a creeper on Grian’s behalf, and doesn’t even panic, because he trusts that however many times he dies, no matter how stupid or ignominious or revolutionary or important, Xisuma will always let him respawn.

He spends a grand total of nine diamonds to buy a single plot of land in the shopping district. He builds a cute little bench facing the sunset, with warmly glowing street lights on either side and a small garden. At the end of the bench he places a jukebox, and buys every single disc that Beef’s music shop sells, including Pigstep. He sits on the bench while Mellohi plays and watches the tiny silhouettes of his friends flying in the evening sky. Tommy looks alone on that bench, even if he seems happy, so sometimes other people stop by to sit with him. Scar declares the bench area a public park, since everyone likes it so much, and refunds Tommy his nine diamonds straight from the throne.

#mcyt #hc x dsmp #hermit!tommy au #tommyinnit #xisumavoid #grian #docm77 #stressmonster101 #cubfan135 #tubbo #technoblade #goodtimeswithscar #wilbur soot #ghostbur #bdubs #fundy #itsfundy #falsesymmetry #zombiecleo #joe hills #nihachu #tango tek #impulsesv #zedaph #dreamwastaken #mumbo jumbo #rendog #vintagebeef #xbcrafted

[dreamerstreamer]

Something SMP au where your like a year younger than Tommy and are basically adopted into the sleepy bois family? Like hcs of family shenanigans when you are the official baby of the group.

notes: gn!reader, contains some spoilers

being a part of the sbi family is both parts wholesome and a mess

on one hand, you truly love the family you’ve been welcomed into and you’ve never felt safer

but on the other, your life will never be nearly as calm again

philza might not have been the best father before, but with you, he tries his best

after all, you’re the youngest, his new precious baby

if you ever need something—anything at all—you best believe he’s going to do his best to get it for you

even if it means spending ages mining through a cave or weeks travelling

he would hand you the world on a silver platter if he could

and he’s always there for when you need a shoulder to lean on and just complain

it may be hard, but he’s going to do his best to be a better dad to all his kids

starting with you

“is it cool if i call you dad?” you ask, one day

phil blinks at you, tilting his head. “why wouldn’t it be?”

you jump, and glance down at your feet. “i, um, i don’t want to intrude or anything, since i’m adopted and all, so—”

you’re cut off by the sound of soft laughter, and you raise your head to see phil chuckling. “you’re a part of this family as much as anyone else, [y/n].”

your chest feels light and warm all at once as you barrel into him for a tight hug

meanwhile, technoblade isn’t really the type to be affectionate on the outside

but deep down, you know he’s a total softie

he knows your favourite flower without having to think about it, and he doesn’t have to ask to know how you like your eggs 

it’s just second nature to him, at this point

after all, you are the youngest phil would probably kill him if he was mean to you, anyways

you’ll mention that you were looking to find a few netherite ingots so you could make a new pickaxe

and the next day, you’ll wake up to find a brand new netherite pickaxe sitting on your doorstep

wrapped with a bow and already enchanted with efficiency v and unbreaking iii

he’d never admit it was him, but you see the way his lips twitch fondly when you gush about your new gift

“it’s a good pickaxe, isn’t it?” he quips as he watches your eyes glimmer with joy

“it is!” with a nod, you shoot him a sly grin. “it’s almost like whoever got it for me knows me like the back of their hand.”

he freezes, and you pretend not to notice the slight flush of his cheeks. “sure seems like it.”

he’s quiet in his care for you like that, and you don’t mind it one bit

don’t think you he won’t tease you, though!

no one is safe from his teasing, and you’re no exception, youngest or not :)

even though he may call you a nerd more than just a few times and push you around a little, you know he means well

just like wilbur does. or did

now, well... now he’s just ghostbur, you suppose

when wilbur was alive, he was kind to you, always taking the time to pat your head and spending hours with you blabbering about nonsense even when he had a country to lead

“if you’re the president of l’manburg, then what am i?”

wilbur stares at you before nudging your shoulder with his, a smile tugging at his lips. “i dunno—what do you want to be?”

you hum, pausing for a moment. “i’m not sure,” you finally say, “but whatever i become, i hope it means i get to stay with you.”

you don’t see the way his eyes widen at your words, soft, brotherly affection flitting across his face as he shoves you playfully

it doesn’t matter to you that he got exiled, later

to you, he’s still your big brother, and you’d wait for him for forever if you had to

you would sneak out to pay him and tommy visits, effectively acting as a spy and grasping at the shreds of your family while everything turned to ash around you

it wasn’t until after he started to slip that the two of you grew distant as you slowly started to realize that this wasn’t the wilbur you knew and loved

the wilbur you knew was snarky, sarcastic, and funny

this wilbur was manic, unhinged, and far too destructive for his own good

despite all his flaws, you still loved your brother, even after manburg’s destruction and his passing, which struck you to your core

you never thought you’d see your dad be the one to take your brother’s life

you couldn’t forgive phil for a while after that, or wilbur, for a matter of fact

but when he came back as ghostbur, part of you was relieved

this was the wilbur you remembered, even if he wasn’t quite the same as when he left you

you still love to spend time with him, exploring the fields as the two of you reminisce on the good memories of days long gone

then there’s tommy

if there’s any way to describe your relationship with tommy, it would have to be chaotic

he loves to poke fun at you for being the youngest

“just because you’re older doesn’t mean you’re better than me,” you point out with a pout.

tommy grins at you, wide and true. “no, it does.”

“tommy, no—”

the sheer number of pranks the two of you play on each other is astronomical, really

sometimes you’ll fill all of his chests with carrots and he’ll hide all of your armour, just to see how the other person reacts

spoiler alert: your prank wars almost always end up with one of you calling one of your other family members for help, screaming your heads off at each other

phil and wilbur have learned to tolerate it

techno has not

“you guys are both such losers—just have a fistfight and whoever wins is right.”

“techno, that’s a horrible idea,” phil says exasperatedly

techno shrugs with a small smile as you glower at tommy. “maybe, but it works.”

meanwhile, ghostbur is tugging tommy away with an apologetic grin, and it’s only then that you guys resolve the problem

your family is... wild at best and dysfunctional at worst

but above all else, they’re your family

and you love them to bits

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[stellocchia]

Immediate post stream thoughts:

The c!Techno part mostly annoyed me, but maybe it allows for some goddamn self-reflection on c!Techno's side if he finds out that literally no one knew about his ideals when he decided they betrayed him for deciding which way they wanted to exist together as a community he wasn't even a part of.

c!Phil, my dude is gaining points with me at a rapid speed. Like, he's genuinely an interesting fella. And he was really based in this stream. Now let's just hope he starts taking some of his own advice about how to treat the people he hurt...

c!Tommy deserves better every single time, this time is not any different. And I'm pretty sure c!Wilbur knows it too, I just think he can't bring himself to let go because c!Tommy has been his one and only anchor for so long that admitting he screwed up that bond beyond repair (even if that's not the case because c!Tommy isn't ever gonna give up on him, but still) is just too much. Like, genuinely. He knows he hurt c!Tommy a lot, cc!Wilbur is good at cluing us into what he's thinking even when he doesn't say it out loud so it's obvious that he does know. But c!Phil mentioned that sometimes you never get forgiveness and sometimes you have to let people go and he can't accept that, not with c!Tommy.

Their relationship is actually so very interesting to me.

Also, it's lovely to see someone other than c!Tommy acknowledge Ghostbur as his own person, and it's coming from c!Wilbur of all people!

This could also be a start for c!Wilbur's reconciliation with himself. Especially with the best part of himself that he repressed so long to fulfill the role of the villain he assigned to himself. It's gonna be interesting if that sort of self-acceptance theme is explored.

Negativity under the cut. It's mostly a rant about a pet peeve of mine, but still.

Last thing: god in this server they do not know how to do fun pranks, do they? I'm assuming it was Bad who did the obsidian thing and god, that's not only excessive but also so f*cking annoying to remove since Tommy doesn't have any enchanted tools and anything that he could use is in the base covered in obsidian. Like, with the Hermits they do similarly hard to remove pranks but then they end up helping each other. Here on the dsmp it's just an annoyance back and forth.

Don't get me wrong, I know that that's how things are in the dsmp and they're all friends and all okay with it. Not criticizing anyone for it here. I just personally find it annoying. Especially because there's no creativity to it, the pranks are always like "ha ha this will take long to fix!" and that's it.

The only three who actually get pranks on that server are Fundy, Eret, and Puffy. They're actually funny.

Anyway, rant on bad pranks is now over. Guess we found another one of my pet peeves.

#dream smp #dream smp spoilers #wilbur soot #tommyinnit #philza #c!techno critical

[beaglesfoundindumpsters]

im literally in love with that one hc, that tommy’s actual name is theseus, but he couldn’t pronounce it so he just goes by tommy

making it even better, what if he doesn’t even know that’s his name

like, what if everytime techno calls him theseus phil and wilbur knows that it’s his name, but tommy is just like, “whos that”

ALSO ALSO techno suggested the name because he likes greek mythology!

small techno: can we name him theseus? phil: why not? who is that anyway? small techno: hes a hero in greek mythology.  phil: thats nice. i like that. theseus.

a few months later...

small wilbur: DAD! DAD! get in here!! theseus is about to say something!! phil, rushing in the room: what is he trying to say? small techno: i think hes trying to say his name. baby tommy: th... these.... tommy. tommy. phil: *laughs* i think he likes tommy.  small wilbur: that could be his nickname!! phil: *ruffles wilbur’s hair* yeah, that’s good. *turns to tommy* hi tommy! welcome to the family.

haha, sbi brainrot

i literally love the family dynamic

but, we know, when their not having these cute moments, its so chaotic

also, what if everytime someone calls tommy theseus, he is like “thats not my name”, but no one has the heart to correct him?

young techno: Dad, theseus took my gapples. young tommy: my gapples. and that’s not my name, jerk.  phil, rolling his eyes: tommy, give him his gapples young tommy: theyre mine. phil: we both know their not. young tommy: well, they are now!! phil: *sighs* techno, you can have some of my gapples. theyre in that chest over there. young techno: lame. *pushes tommy* have fun getting scolded, theseus. young tommy: thats not my name! just because youre all smart and stuff, doesnt mean that you get to call me your dumb greek names!

then, when tommy learns that theseus is his name, hes just so confused

techno: yeah, little theseus over there was burrowing under my house like a little racoon. (chat: RACOONINNIT) phil: tommy, why are you like this tommy: why do you always call me theseus? im not even that much like him.  techno: did you literally miss my entire speech?  tommy: whenever you start talking for more than five seconds i zone out. techno: well, if you were listenening to me, you would know why I call you theseus. tommy: you even called me theseus when we were kids, though ghostbur, from across the room: you still are a kid phil: hes right techno: i called you theseus because its your name tommy: no it isnt ghostbur: it is!! i was there when we named you tommy: phil, tell them that they’re wrong phil: theyre not wrong, though tommy: techno: phil: ghostbur: techno: HA! LOSER DOESNT KNOW HIS NAME! LAME ghostbur: i think its fine that you dont know your name, tommy *smiles because he is perfect and i love him as should everyon-* tommy: phil: tommy, did you seriously not know your name? youve lived sixteen years tommy: *proceeds to have existensial crisis* a few hours later tommy was still just sitting there muttering, “my name... its theseus. what kinda pussy name is that?”

AHISHDAISFH TUBBO TOO 

WE NEED A LITTLE TUBBO IN HERE

once tommy and tubbo eventually make up, because they’re gonna become friends again, right? right?

this would take place almost right after they become friends again.

now, phil, ghostbur, and techno call tommy theseus all the time, just to be mean to him. also, this is outside of techno’s house, because that’s pretty much where tommy lives now, and i really need that sbi content.

techno: get back here!! dont take more gapples, theseus!!!! ghostbur: techno, here take some blue for your loss. techno: that’s great ghostbur, but I dont have infinite gold!!! ghostbur: we do have a lot of blue, though. phil, inventory full of all the blue ghostbur gave him: you can say that twice tommy: no! im gonna lose my absorbtion!! techno: YOU DONT NEED ABSORBTION tubbo: god, what did i miss phil: tubbo, why are you here? you put me under house arrest tubbo, smiling awkwardly: me and tommy made up? phil, eyebrow twitching: ghostbur: oh, i havent talked to you in a while, tubbo! how are you! i know theseus missed you a lot. tubbo, confused: theseus? isnt that the guy that techno went on that rant about...? phil: yeah. he really always did like greek mythology. he actually decided theseus’ name. tubbo: someone’s named theseus? cut to tommy, laughing maniacally, eating gapples while techno slowly goes insane: tubbo, looking at tommy, then at phil: tommy’s name is theseus. phil, nods tubbo, laughing at the irony: surely not ghostbur: its true! he just couldnt pronounce it when he was younger, so we all called him tommy tubbo: HEY, THESEUS! GIVE ME SOME GAPPLES tommy: you know too now? oh, this is a bad day techno: HA, YES TUBBO! 

happy tommy happy tommy happy tommy

with his family and best friend

:)

/rp of course

his name isnt actually theseus

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[ray-ray-writings]

Hybrid!Reader Galore-SBI (and one Awesamdude)

So I am combining four different requests with this one post because I have recently discovered that I am allowed to do that hahaha. So instead of five separate posts, it’s one big post!! I hope you enjoy!!! (There is a bonus idea at the bottom, it is not SBI, rather a Sam idea and it is so amazing and is not mine, the idea comes from our very own Sunflower anon who has my whole heart.)

Elytran 

Well first things first, you guessed it. You have wings. You have beautiful wings that allow you to fly for miles and miles without getting tired. They are big and cover most of your back. When they’re not in use, they’re tucked in tightly to your back for save keeping. 

You and Philza are obviously very close. You and he can relate on so many levels. You spend a lot of time bonding over your wings. You know you can always go to him when you have questions about your wings and he is always willing to give you his knowledge, tips, and tricks on how to properly take care of your wings and stuff like that. I like to imagine that the two of you definitely help each other preen your wings. He more so you though. Like if it has been too long in his opinion he will force you to sit down on a chair so that you’re straddling it and your stomach is pressed against the back of the chair and he very carefully pulls the loose feathers and gets all of the grass and leaves and stuff out of your wings. Every so often you will return the favor, but because he’s been around so long he is practically perfect at doing his own wings himself and so he usually just focuses on you because you’re his kid and he wants to make sure that you’re taken care of. He gets a lot of the preening done when you two are sitting on the couch together and you’re snuggled up to his chest and his hand is just softly trailing up and down your wings. Smoothing out your feathers and carefully pulling out the ones that need to come out. It feels very nice and is very comforting. 

I also feel though that your brothers would also do this to you sometimes. Just when you’re having a conversation with one of them they will grab your shoulders and turn you around and you would be forced to talk to them as they pick at your wings. Sometimes Tommy is too rough and so he can only do it when he’s absolutely calm. I 100% believe that before his death, Wilbur was the best brother to go to for help with your wings when Phil wasn’t around. He has the hands of musician, steady and gentle hands but still calloused and rough from years of plucking at a guitar. So he would be really good at being careful but also would be very good at picking out the things that needed to go while also being good at, i guess, petting your wings. I feel like Techno would be okay at it, not as good as Phil and Wilbur though. I feel like Tommy could be too rough sometimes. I feel like there are two different Techno’s you could get. A soft and gentle Techno who is very careful when messing with your wings or a rough and quick Techno that just really wants to be done with whatever you’ve asked him to do. So you would have to catch Techno on a good day in order for him to be able to properly help you. 

Like Philza and Techno do, You and Philza go on adventures together all the time, only there is a slight difference obviously. You two go on flights. You two fly for hours at a time sometimes, not always have a particular destination in mind. You two just like to fly together. It’s such a freeing feeling. You two just fly together, feel the wind in your hair and your wings. The time is usually spent just chatting about anything and everything. It’s nice. You just get to spend a lot of time with your dad and you get to feel free and get to get away from all of the drama of the smp. I like to imagine that sometimes you two fly for so long that you get too tired to keep flying, but you have to get home. So Phil will pick you up, you wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist, and he will fly the two of you home. He’s been alive for hundred of years and has had years of flying practice and so he almost never gets tired from flying and so he has absolutely no problem carrying you home if you’re too tired. Once you get a bit older and stuff, I also like to think that you’re able to do the same for your brothers, obviously not as long as Philza can, but you can pick them up and take them on a little flight around the server. Tommy would love it the most. He would cling to you, terrified you would drop him, but he would love being so high up, seeing everything and feeling free. He would love that he actually got to feel like a kid again. Wilbur and Techno would like it a lot less than Tommy. They would take you up on the offer every once in a while, but I don’t think they would like it that much. Like Techno would like to feel the wind through his hair and to feel free and not have to worry about anything, but I feel like he would just be hella scared that you’re going to drop him. He’s a big man and he trusts you a lot, but that doesn’t mean you’re strong enough to hold him. Don’t tell anyone, but I kind of headcanon that Wilbur is scared of heights. I don’t know why, I just kind of get that vibe from him. So like on the very very very rare occasion where you take him for a fly, he spends the whole time clinging to you for dear life with his face buried in your neck and his eyes clenched tightly closed. You can’t help but laugh at him though. You asked him about it once, why he accepts your offer if he’s so terrified, his answer warmed your heart. “I just like spending time with you. Anyway that I can.” (Complete side note, Ghostbur on the other hand would love love love love to go on flights with you. Like would beg you almost every day to go on one.)

Ghast hybrid

Listen, I am not saying this to exclude anyone okay? Please don’t take it as that, but you would be pale. You would be so pale. It’s the ghast in you and so you would be so pale. Like I feel you would almost have to wear a hat or put on sunscreen every time you left the house in the overworld because you would so easily be burned. That being said, you definitely would thrive in the nether. Like the heat and the brightness of the lava wouldn’t bother you at all as you travel through your home biome. You would also be able to fly. You would move so smoothly through the sky. You wouldn’t have wings or anything like that, you would just be able to fly. But like it would be so funny to scare the hell out of Tommy. Like you two are arguing or something or he’s just being annoying and so you just start fucking levatating as you stare him down. He would 100% shriek and run away from you causing you to laugh. 

You always accompany any of the boys when they go into the nether for anything because no hostile mobs will attack if you’re nearby. Ghasts won’t shoot at you, hoglins won’t charge, blaze won’t fireball… you get it. Like the nether is your home and you are one of them, and they know that. You also are super good at navigating the nether. Think Human GPS but like half ghast GPS instead haha. You have absolutely saved the boys’ asses on more than one occasion. Like one time Techno wasn’t paying attention and he was just kind of walking around in the nether freely without thinking about it. He was going on and on about how it was nice to have you here but he probably could have handled it himself. He was right in the middle of telling you about how he probably could navigate the nether better than you when he literally walked straight off a cliff that hung right over a giant lava lake. You didn’t have time to laugh at his obliviousness. You knew that he couldn’t swim in lava, he may be a piglin hybrid that can survive the heat, but he absolutely could not swim in lava. So you very quickly ran right off of the edge of the cliff, flew down to him and just before he could sink into the lava, you grabbed him and flew him back up to the edge of the cliff. Once he was secure with solid ground under his feet, Techno would pull you into a giant hug. “Thank you,” he murmurs in your hair. You can’t help but giggle as you hug him back. “Of course. What was I going to do? Let you die? Besides, now we have prove of who’s the better nether navigator.” And Techno goes to argue but you just stare at him with a raised eyebrow and so his mouth snaps shut. You both knew you won that. 

So Ghast tears right? So when you get upset to the point of crying, you do your best to keep in the tears because when you cry, they literally leave tear stains. Like your cheeks are stained and scarred for the next few hours because of the tears. It burns and is a painful thing, so you try to avoid it as much as possible. Another thing that happens when you’re upset is you begin to breathe fire and shoot fireballs out of your mouth. You accidentally discovered this once when Techno wouldn’t give you back your axe and you accidentally fireballed him into a wall, exploding parts of the wall as well. So when you get angry/upset, you clamp your mouth closed and don’t speak. That is the telltale sign that you’re angry, when you go silent. Tommy loves to push you at this point. Saying anything he can to get you to… well explode. It’s only worked once. Let’s just say that Tommy’s clothes and hair got a bit singed and he didn’t mess with you while you were upset for a few months afterwards. 

Something useful about your tears is they can make regeneration potions. Obviously they aren’t full effect because you are only half ghast, but they still work. So even if you are crying and you are upset, you’re always sure to physically bottle up some of your tears when you do cry so that someone, mostly you or Techno, could make regeneration potions with them. 

Raccoon hybrid

TRASH PANDAS!!!! Okay, right, sorry. 

So we will begin with looks. You have little raccoons on top of your head, dark circles around your eyes, and a fuzzy black and white ringed tail. You have to take very good care of your ears and of your tail, making sure that it doesn’t get matted and stuff. I also feel you’re rather short. And sometimes you feel out of place among the absolute giants that are your brothers. 

I feel like you would get along the best with Tommy. THIS IS NOT AN INSULT AT ALL but like for some reason I get a raccoon type vibe from Tommy. So I feel like you two would just vibe very well together. You’re mostly nocturnal due to your raccoon hybrid and Tommy is a 16 year old hyper boy who doesn’t like authority that much. So like he very often can be found in your room late at night. The two of you laughing and just hanging out together. If you get him on a good night, he will carefully pet your tail or brush it while you talk. You two have bonded a lot and shared a lot of sweet moments through your nocturnal nights together. 

That being said, it does not stop Tommy from making fun of you. Raccoons are thought to be colorblind and Tommy knows this applies to you and does not stop making fun of you for it. “Hey Y/N! What color is this flower?” “Fuck off.” Because Tommy makes fun of you, you like to prank him a lot. Raccoons are actually very clever and this absolutely applies to you. You can move very quietly if you want so you manage to always prank Tommy really well…. That being said, you also find yourself very often ruining your own pranks because of how loud you can be. Have you ever heard a raccoon rummaging through your garbage at night? It feels like the loudest thing in the world lol. So sometimes you are accidentally careless and are very loud. 

Raccoons can fall from pretty high heights without getting hurt, so you would be able to do the same. It would have been a total accident of how you found out though. You would have been helping Tommy build a random cobblestone tower when he accidentally pushed you off the tower. You didn’t have a water bucket and there was no water below you, so you literally prepared yourself for the loss of your first canon life. Your body finally hit the ground and you were left a little breathless from the force of the hit, but nothing hurt. You checked your wrist and found you had only lost one heart. Even though you were completely fine, Philza still gave Tommy hell for pushing you off the tower and grounded him for a few weeks. Even though you know you’d be fine from a big fall, you are still very careful when you’re high up. Like I said, you know you’ll be fine, but you don’t want to push the boundaries. 

I feel like you have definitely been caught rummaging through the trash before. You were probably just bored and looking for something to do, or just something to play with and so on instinct, you reached into the trash and began searching through it. Philza would be the one to catch you. He wouldn’t even react too. He would simply let out a sigh, walk over to you, grab your arms and pull them out of the trash and walk you over to the sink before making you wash your hands. While you were doing that, he would take out the trash, making a mental note to get a more efficient/better way of getting rid of your trash. 

Cow Hybrid 

Yes yes yes yes. Okay okay. I love cows. Okay.

Starting out as always, appearance. So I think that you would have a few brown and white spots littering your skin. You’re entirely covered in them, but there are some on your arms, torso, and legs. You also have little horns that poke out of your hair. They’re a bit sensitive and your hair gets caught on them a lot, but they’re hella cute. You’re ears are where a human’s ears are, but they’re a bit bigger and a little more pink and flimsy than normal human ears. You also have a thin tail that pokes out behind you. You use it to swat things, mostly Tommy, away from you. When someone gets hit by your tail, it stings quite a bit. Your skin is rather tough, not like super tough, but like it has a rather leathery feel. So not only does it hurt when you hit people, but it can also be a bit harder for you to get hurt/cut and stuff. Which is rather nice. 

Something just random but hella cute that I like to think happens is that if you’re out walking, with or without your family, baby cows will begin to follow you. If they get far enough away from their parents and you happen to be nearby, they 100% will begin to follow you. It warms your heart a little bit, but it also worries you because you don’t want to upset their parents, but the adult cows just think it’s really funny. Like, it is so obvious that you’re not a full cow and that you’re barely an adult yourself, but the baby cows will still follow you and it is just so funny. 

I feel like when you get very frustrated, you begin to moo or let out huffs and puffs. The boys find it very funny, but also not to bring it up to you. One time Wilbur made the mistake of laughing out loud when you mooed…. You charged him and tackled him and broke the table. So now the boys have just learned to try and comfort you and then laugh in private. 

Listen I have seen many photos and videos of cows being petted and owners sitting in fields and the cow comes over and just lays on them and cuddles them and so like I feel that a lot of the times when you would find someone sitting on the couch or something, just chilling, you would try and cuddle up to them. Tommy and Techno wouldn’t like it as much, they would give you like a pat on the back before shoving you off. Philza would chuckle but allow you to rest there. Wilbur would absolutely let you cuddle up to him and oftentimes would wrap his arms around you and hold you to him. I also feel like he would be the only one to do it back to you. If you were just seated somewhere lounging around, Wilbur would absolutely flop down on top of you, crushing you a little bit, yes, but it is still nice… not having to be the one to initiate the contact. So you would just giggle and wrap your arms around him and nuzzle your face either in his curly hair or in his chest, it depends on how he flops down on top of you. Wilbur would also absolutely pet and stroke your horns and would just let you relax completely against him. 

A lot of the time you can be found with a piece of hay hanging out of your mouth. I feel like you would just enjoy the taste but also just the feel of the plant on your tongue as you chew would be so comforting. Philza at first would try to take the thin straw out of your mouth but after you almost cried about it, he decided to just left it alone and let you do whatever you want. Tommy still tries to steal it from your mouth, but you’ve gotten good at chomping down on it and not letting it go. Techno gives you a little bit of a weird look but goes on about it. (It’s because he absolutely has tried it without you knowing and he hated it so much and he has no idea how the hell you keep doing it.) Wilbur I feel would be the one to help you keep your supply of it and would always get you a new one if you needed it. I feel like you would offer him one and he will sometimes accept it, but he doesn’t like it but he doesn’t want you to feel that your habits are weird so he partakes to make you feel better. Also for eating, you would love everything wheat based and would have a field day with things like that. You absolutely cannot and will not eat beef and you will not be around if anyone around you is eating it. It makes you sick to your stomach. So you don’t eat a lot of meat and you’re mostly vegetarian. Philza is more than willing to adjust his recipes to accommodate you and make sure that you’re okay at meal times. 

Minecraft cows avoid going into water at about all costs, so I feel like you would do the same. You would avoid everything from stepping in puddles to swimming across the river to even having a beach day at the ocean. I think you would be fine, it’s just the floating in water and having your feet not be completely on solid ground that you hate. Your family sometimes makes fun of you for it because they have to build a bridge of some kind or craft a boat for the smallest thing of water, but in reality they want you to be comfortable and so they do everything to make it so you could have your way when it comes to the water like that. When Wilbur becomes Ghostbur, Ghostbur likes to hang out with you a lot because you’re good company but also because he knows you don’t go anywhere near water, and he’s allergic to water so it works out very well for you. 

Cat hybrid w Creeper hybrid Sam

So 🌻 had this fucking amazing idea okay. Like all credit for this idea goes to her, I am but a simple writer that wrote it out a little bit more, but this was completely her idea and she has my whole heart because she has a big brain. It is praise 🌻 hours friends!

So you are the newest addition to the SMP, a cute little cat hybrid. You have cute, fluffy ears that sit on the top of your head and you have a matching fluffy tail that pokes out behind you. Everyone that has met you agrees that you’re very cute and very sweet to everyone. Everyone loves to be around you and loves to spend time with you….. Well almost everyone. 

As we have learned in previous hybrid headcanons, Sam is terrified of cats. It’s the creeper in him and he feels so bad that he avoids you so admently, but he cannot help the trepidation that swells in his veins when he’s near you. He has tried to approach you several times, tried to properly introduce himself, but he just couldn’t get close enough to you to do it. Sam had definitely asked others about you though and had fallen in love with you through the other’s descriptions and through watching you from afar, trying his best not to be seen. You weren’t dumb though, you knew he was there watching you. And when he took his eyes off of you, you let your stare turn to him as well. You let yourself stare at the man that refused to approach you. You, like him, asked around about him and you learned about him through others. You learned about how passionate he was about his work, how kind he was, how he had practically adopted a few of the minors on the server, how he was such a nice guy. It made your heart ache. If he was such a nice guy, why would he only watch you from a far then? Why wouldn’t he approach you? He must hate you… Yeah that had to be it, he heard about you, watched you for a bit, and decided that he didn’t like you… It made you hella sad, but it’s just something you would have to deal with and live with…. Oh well…. Better get building your house. 

Sam decided that he would try to make a move on you. He wanted to get to know you better through your own words and stuff, not just what others had to think about you. So he decided he would try to approach you while you were working on your house. Sam didn’t want to come empty handed, he figured he had already made a bad enough impression on you by not approaching you sooner, so he picks some flowers, roses and sunflowers because I’m a self indulgent bitch, and he took a few deep breaths before making his way to the plot of land that you have claimed as your own. He finds you working on the front wall of your house and he finds it very easy to approach you when you’re not paying attention to him. He is getting rather close to you, the closest he’s ever been to you and he’s really proud of himself. You must have sensed him, or heard his footsteps or something though, because your head snaps to look over your shoulder and your gaze locks with his and every single bit of confidence that Sam had worked up leaves his body. The fear of being around a cat fills him and he can’t help but let the flowers fall from his fingers and he sprints away. “Hey! Wait!” You call after him, rushing forward a bit, trying to stop him. But he’s gone so fast that you can only get to where he dropped the flowers before he’s out of sight. You can’t help but let out a sigh as you turn around. He must really hate you huh? Your eyes catch the flowers on the ground and you bend down to pick them up. Are these for you? They must be if he brought them here… Even if he did drop them on the ground to run away from you. Either way, you brought the pretty flowers to your nose and took a deep breath through your nose, inhaling the sweet scent. You can’t help the smile that curls on your face as you make your way “inside” of you under construction. You very quickly find a vase and get some water and set the flowers on a makeshift table in your house before going back to building the walls, every time your gaze catching the flowers, a grin growing on your face. 

Sam berates himself when he gets back home for how stupid it was for him to just leave like that. So he tells himself he is going to go back tomorrow and at least introduce himself to you. He will speak at least three words to you. The next day comes and he does as he’s promised. He gathers all of his confidence again before making his way back to your land. He freezes just outside the property line and sees that you have constructed your walls and you are now working on your roof. Your back is to him once again and so he lets out a deep breath before deciding to make the first move. “Hi there!” He shouts from his spot, about 25 blocks away from you. Your attention moves from what you were doing to the man that called out to you. You were very surprised to find Sam standing there. “Hi! Can I help you with something?” You call back. Sam takes a deep breath, happiness filling him at the fact you were actually having a conversation and he wasn’t running. “I uh, I just wanted to introduce myself to you. I’m Sam, it’s very nice to meet you.” You give the man a warm smile, “I’m Y/N. It’s very nice to finally meet you Sam… I must admit, I thought that maybe you hated me because you seemed to avoid me like the plague,” you tease, moving a few materials around before sitting down to face him. A blush that you can’t see spreads across his face as he scratches the back of his neck as he subconsciously takes a few steps forward. “Yeah, sorry about that. I don’t hate you… It’s just that you’re a cat hybrid and my creeper side doesn’t like that very much. I’m sorry I made it seem like I hated you.” It all made so much sense to you now and you couldn’t help but feel bad for feeling that he hated you. “Oh!” You let out, laughing at yourself causing Sam to smile, he liked your laugh. “That’s right… I forgot that. Well, I’m sorry I scare you” you claim with a giggle. Sam gives you a slight smile as he takes another few steps forward, “It’s alright, not your fault. Just both of our natures,” Sam claims eliciting a hum out of you as you nod your head. 

The two of you take the next few minutes to get to know each other just a bit better. Even though you scare him still a little bit, Sam can’t help but inch his way toward you. You notice this but don’t say anything about it, you only smile. 

Sam is telling you about his latest redstone project when it happens. You momentarily forget your on your roof and so you move to lean in closer to hear him better and it happens. You slip. You feel yourself falling from your roof. It’s pretty high up, easily at least 15 blocks high. You’re pretty relaxed about it, but Sam is panicking. He makes the split decision and he rushes forward and catches you in his arms. Half of his mind is screaming for him to run away from you by the other half is screaming for him to stay and make sure you're okay. You are very surprised to land in his arms but it is a very welcome surprise. You two lock eyes and you give him a big smile. “Hey” you greet casually. Sam gives a big gulp before giving you a nervous smile back, “Hey.” You have a very quick mental debate with yourself before saying screw it to yourself, “Guess you could say I fell for you huh?” The joke causes a bit of tension to leave Sam and he lets out a little giggle and shakes his head. “Guess you could say I caught feelings then huh?” he retorts with a cheesy grin. You blush a little bit before leaning up and kissing his cheek making him blush too. “Do you want to go on a date with me?” Sam blurts out. You’re a bit surprised at the question but you very quickly nod, “I would love to Sam. Are you sure you’ll be okay though?” You ask him. He gives you a reassuring smile and nod. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. Now that I know what it’s like to hold you I’m not sure I ever want to let you go.” The heat returns to your cheeks, but like a million times hotter now. You left speechless for a few moments causing Sam to chuckle and set you down, but his hands don’t leave your waist and yours don’t leave his shoulders. You two simply beam at each other for a while before Sam looks over to your house, “Do you want some help?” he offers. You give a series of quick nods, “Yeah that would be wonderful… Thank you.”

(So I was going to make it a little funny because cats don’t take fall damage and so like hybrid cat reader wouldn’t either but then I began writing the little scene at the end and I liked that a lot and I couldn’t find anywhere to squeeze it in without ruining the mood. So just please think about how Sam got over his fear of cats because he thought you were in danger of getting hurt, but you weren’t because fall damage doesn’t affect you, and so he caught you even though it terrified him… That’s all. Hope you enjoyed)

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[strawberry-jammers]

a child to protect (pt 3)

tommy x child!reader || a fun time

tommy gets cloths for (y/n) to wear in the tundra, and has a little fashion show

pt1 pt2 pt3 pt 4

The next morning Tommy got up to steal more things, and make (y/n) more clothes for colder climates. Tommy whent outside to get some wool, having stolen everything he wanted from technos. He needed to get some supplies for his kid.

Tommy opened the door from the basement, walking outside to the cold air. It smelled of winter goodness and blood. Tommy didnt pay to much mind, not even to the fact he was supposed to be hiding. Tommy started his walk to the forest for some sheep. “I think blue would be a good color, ghostbur would love it-”

“HEH tommy what are you doing near my home??” ah. He forgot about the blade. “Hey hey man hahaha funny seeing you here!” techno growled. “It's literally my home, what are you doing here?” tommy looked at the blade. “This is my home! Technoblade i think you've gone a little crazy there bud.” techno pulled out a pickaxe. “Ill sick this threw your teeth, get out of my house tommy.” “blade blade, this is our house! We own it together-” techno was tired of this. “Wait how long have you been here??” tommy grabbed a grapple. “A day or so.” he bite the golden apple. “That's where all my stuff whe- wait is that mine!!!” tommy walked back inside, albeit quickly and panicky. “Finders keepers, besides it was in our house.” “IT'S LITERALLY NOT YOUR HOUSE!” tommy shook his head, eating the apple. “Do you have any wool or something to make cloths with? I need to make some.” “yeah, your outfit is atrocious, it's also torn up and dirty and stuff.” tommy yelled back, “NOT FOR ME BITCH!” techno stood there a bit confused, until he heard a bell sound from below them. “hEH??”

before

 (Y/n) sat in the room, playing with the stick Tommy gave them months before. They had to wait for their dad to come back, but after awhile they got restless. 

(Y/n) heard loud noises upstairs, but they were more determined to find something new to do. Looking around the room, they saw a gold bell next to the prime log. Eyes sparkling, they crawled over to the bell, holding their stick in hand. Sitting next to the bell, they touched the shiny thing, intrigued. They then had a bright idea

Beat the thing with the stick. 

So they started to bang the bell with the stick. It was loud, very loud, they soon stopped and started crying instead. They were really close to the bell and hurt their ears. A faint “hEH'' was heard upstairs, but (y/n) couldn't hear it over their crying. Tommy quickly climbed down the ladders to get to his child. “Hey hey, shhh it's okay, are you hurt?” tommy asks. Rushing over to the small child. They kept crying, Tommy not knowing what to do. “Shh shh hey hey it's okay, it's okay.” he said softly, trying to calm the child. (y/n) over time stopped crying, feeling more and more sleepy as time went on, all the while techno just stared at them, rightfully confused. Tommy rocked his baby till they fell asleep, placing them in their crib. Tommy looked at his child happily, before turning to the person he was fighting a second ago.

“So, got any wool?”

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Techno, albeit against his will, let tommy and (y/n) stay with him for the time being. In exchange, they had teamed up for the time being. Techno didn't really like his predicament, having to deal with an annoying brat and an orphan, but he had to go with it. The voices enjoyed having the baby around, so techno couldn't kill them.

Shortly after their confrontation, techno went out to gather wool for the two. Tommy took what he had and started to make more clothes for the child. He had learned the basics of sowing from eret way back when, so he tried his best. 

"(Y/n), try this on." The baby looked at him, just wanting to play with the crows that visited often. "No." Tommy sat there, baffled. "D-did you just tell me no??" "No!" "Okay well now you just lying." The kid giggled, continuing to pet the crows. Tommy grabbed his kid, sitting them on his lap. "Your trying this on." The kid pouted, but complied, slipping on the sweater. "Good?" The kid nodded, crawling off tommys lap and sitting with the crows again. 

Tommy sat there for a second, contemplating. "How the fuck do i make pants…"

Tommy had to ask techno if he knew how. He didn't, since he's never had to make pants, so he asked Phil if he had any baby cloths or if he knew how.

“Helloo” techno says as he enters phil's home. “Jesus christ- you know your not allowed in limburg tech.” techno shrugs. “Eh, anyway i came here for something.” phil nodded. “What is it that you need? Ore, food, books-” “i need baby clothes.” “WHAT-” phil wasn't expecting that request. “I need baby clothes, got any? I know wilbur was once a kid so.” phil looked at his old friend questioningly. “Do you have a kid??” techno looked very offended at this. “Ew no id never adopt an orphan. No, tommy needs it.” phil was still confused. “Techno, tommys not a baby-” “NO NOT LIKE THAT! He found a kid so now he's raising them, and they need baby clothes.” phil nodded. “Ohh sorry mate, yeah i think i have some of wilburs old cloths. Lemme go check.”

Phil came back with a bag full of wilburs old clothes, he said just to take it and see which would work for a baby. 

“I wish i could come visit, but tubbo needs me for some fucking reason.” techno nodded. “Thank you phil.” philza smiled. “Anytime, now go, make sure tommy didn't kill any of the animals.” techno panicked. “NO THE TURTLES-” 

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“Okay little (f/i), we’re gonna try this on okay?” (y/n) nodded, ready for the cool new outfit they are gonna get. 

Tommy pushed a mirror in front of the child. “You like it?” they baby wore a striped yellow sweater with some cute little overalls. They also had snow boots and a beanie to go with it. (y/n) smiled, giggling partly at the fact that they were looking at themself. “You look cute big man! Now, lets see if there's anything else you might like.” 

The rest of the day was spent picking out clothes for them, seeing what fit and what they liked. Tommy was having fun with this, so he suggested they do a fashion show for when philza could visit. The kid was excited at this, wanting to meet the all so old philza minecraft. Tommy took care of the clothes that they didn't like or just plain wouldnt fit, while (y/n) messed with the toys that were found in the bag. 

“TECHNOOOO!” tommy yells, climbing up the ladder. “Whaaat.”he says, in the main part of the house. “Can phil come here tomorrow???” techno climbs down the ladder to meet the loud child. “Why?” tommy throws the bag in a random corner. “(y/n) wants to meet phil and show them their outfits.” tommy says, not as loud as before. Techno sighs. “Ill see if he can.” YEEEES!!! (Y/N) (Y/N) I HAVE GOOD NEWS-” tommy yells, climbing down the ladder as fast as possible. Techno chuckled, getting back to what he was doing prior.

The next day, phil came by as requested. He was excited to meet the young child, remembering when wilbur was young. Philza opened the front door of the cottage. “Helloooo.” techno says as always. “Hey mate, how's the wife?” techno snorted. “Great great, sitting in the boat as always.” they stare at edward who was staring at them as always. “In all seriousness, whos taking care of tommy been?” he asks, sitting down at one of the chairs. “Fine fine, nearly lost my hearing but other than that fiiine.” phil chuckled. “yeah he’ll do that.”

Tommy came up stairs, hearing the new presence come into the house. “Phiiilza, big p how you beeeen!” philza stared at him. “Don't call me that. I've been fine, visiting tech whenever i can. I heard your raising a baby? How's that going.” tommy sat in the chair next to the old man. “Great! (y/n)s been great, having spent some time alone, their happy with the constant attention.” tommy says happily. “What do you mean by alone?” phil asked, concerned on what he meant by that. “Uhh, anyways me and (y/n) wanna put on a little show for you! They wanna show off their new outfits.” phil let it slide, not wanting to pry to hard. “Aww mate, i wanna see the outfits.” tommy smiled, running off. “TECHNO SET THE STAGE. (Y/N) GET HYPED!!” techno snorted, displeased.

Philza chuckled at his old friend. “First i let him into my home, not killing his child, and now i'm doing shit for him? Ugh.” techno works on the little stage area for the two kids. “Calm down mate, he's just excited.” techno rolled his eyes, sitting next to phil. 

“WE’RE BACK!!” startling the two old men, Tommy runs up the stairs with (y/n) covered in a small blanket. He says the outfits are a surprise.

“Ready everyone?” phil and techno say yes while (y/n) says no, their favorite word. “Youre not ready (n/n)?” (y/n) shook their head. “Hat!'' Tommy gasped. “Your hat!” tommy grabs (y/n)s hat from the pile that he brought up and put it on their head. “There! Now you ready?” the kid nodded, getting ready for the fashion show they had been preparing for. 

“Okay!! Go little (f/i)!” (y/n) crawled their way in front of the curtain that blocked the old men from seeing the other two. They tried to stand up, having the help of Tommy to get on their feet. They stood proudly, showing off their winter outfit. They adorned a dark green winter coat, with black pants and little snow boots. They also had a grey beanie to add to the outfit. 

They continued this, philza thoroughly enjoyed the show they had put on, and techno thoroughly hated it. He kept trying to leave, but Phil kept dragging the piglin hybrid back to his seat. He didnt wanna ruin the fun the two were having. 

"Tadaaa!!!" (Y/n) said, having finished the show. Phil clapped happily, while techno slowly clapped as to not be the only one not clapping. Tommy picked up the small child, holding them in his arms. "That was fun, right little (f/i)?" Tommy asks. (Y/n) nodded, giggling happily. "Fun!" Philza laughed, standing up. "I better get going, Don't want ghostbur getting worried." "Awwwww buy you haven't fully met (y/n) yeeeet." Tommy complains, Phil just laughs at him. "I'll be back eventually. Now i have to go. Bye (y/n), you did really well back there." "No!" (Y/n) says, even tho they looked pleased with the compliment. 

"Bye everyone, have fun cleaning that up." Phil says, referring to the stage and piles of clothes. Techno snorts in annoyance while Tommy just ignores phil's comment. Philza leaves the house, closing the door behind him. 

"Anyways, have fun with that techno!!" "Oh no you don't! GET BACK HERE!!!"

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[sapnapsimper420]

Alive

❥︎ genre // smut

❥︎ main character(s) // c!wilbur

❥︎ warnings // sexual content, degradation

❥︎ reader pronouns // unspecified, unspecified anatomy

Through the many years you've been with Wilbur, and the many more that you've known him, you've noticed he's gone through four stages: your Wilbur, Pogtopia Wilbur, Ghostbur, and now Revivedbur. Each of those stages fucks you differently. The original Wilbur was loving, taking your needs into account more than his own. He'd keep you there for hours, telling you he loves you as he makes you cry on his cock.

Pogtopia Wilbur was sloppy and fast, pulling you into a corner of the ravine just so he could get some stress relief before another meeting about Schlatt.

Ghostbur was sweet, blushing and shy whenever he fucked you into the ground, always asking to make sure it was okay.

And then there's Revivedbur. Since he came back, Wilbur has been trying to talk to you alone. You've heard about his ideals from Tommy, and wanting to free Dream? That just isn't something you could ever support.

When he showed up to your house at 2 in the morning, you weren't expecting it, letting him in before you really gathered who was at your door. "Wilbur, I've told you! Get the fuck out!" He's barging in anyway, slamming the door behind him and pushing you onto your couch. "I have been gone for thirteen years, Y/N. We're going to talk, or we're going to fuck. It's up to you!"

You stare at your former lover, taking in all of the details you missed. He's greying, hair still curly even with the streak of white in it. Wilbur has always been tall, but he looks even taller than before, all confidence and urgency as he stands above you with his arms crossed as his hands curl into clenched fists.

"If you're not going to talk, you're choosing the second option, which I am more than happy to fucking fulfill." Within seconds, Wilbur is hovering over you, kissing you hungrily as his hands hold you close. Even with all of your anger, all of your fear, this is the one dance you know. Heat fills your body, and you're kissing back before you realize it.

"Hurry up and fuck me, Wilbur." You whisper to him when he pulls back. "Give me time," he responds, kissing your neck as he lifts your hips toward him. Wilbur is already hard, grinding against you as he moves back up to your lips. "You've had nothing but time. Thirteen years, right? I haven't been railed in a while, and I'm sure you had only your hand. We can talk later."

Wilbur growls lowly, undressing you as fast as he can without ripping your clothing off. "That means you've been fucked since I died. Who did it? Who took what was mine?" Before you could even answer, he's plunging two fingers into you, starting a relentless pace. "Fuck, Wilbur, Ghostbur took me. It was only ever you, just a different version. I was always yours, you idiot!"

A dangerous chuckle rises from his throat. "Good. I'm going to take you back. Breed you, and fuck you until you only know my name. Maybe I'll even put my name into your thighs, yeah? You'll only ever be mine." Wilbur's words make you moan, back arching just the slightest. "Puppy likes that, hm? Should've known. You've always been a slut for me."

You begin pushing at his shoulders, taking his coat off and urging him to do the rest. "Undress me and suck me off. You wouldn't want me to go in without any help, hm?" With a roll of your eyes, you move to take his pants off only to be stopped by a firm hand to your chin. "Do not roll your eyes at me. Are we clear?" Wilbur whispers to you, earning a whimper. "Yes, sir. We're clear."

He releases you, and you get back to work undressing him entirely. "Good pet. God, I've missed this more than anything." Wilbur's head tips back as you take him in your mouth, a quiet moan falling from his lips. Moments later, Wilbur is pulling you off him and pulling you to sit on his lap instead.

"Ride me." And who are you to do anything but follow his command? "God, Y/N, I've missed how you take me. Look at you, a whiny little bitch just for me. So strong everywhere else but when I'm inside you you're just a braindead whore." You bury your face in his neck, blushing at his words and fucking yourself on him faster. "Fuck me, Wilbur, just do it! I've missed you."

Wilbur pulls you off him, turning you onto your back and pounding into you instead. "Needy, aren't we?" His cock fills you in all the right ways, large hands gripping your hips as he rails you. "I'm close, Wilbur, I'm so fucking close!" He kisses you, thrusting into you harsher than before as he rests his forehead against yours. "Cum on my cock. Show me who you belong to."

Your orgasm rips through you, loud moans of Wilbur's name bouncing off the walls as you see stars. "Gonna cum in you, claim you as my own. My good pet." He moans out, thrusting deep inside you as he finally cums. "Thirteen years was worth it." You whisper, smiling when he laughs. "I missed you, Y/N. I did. Can we talk now?" Wilbur's voice is calm now, soft almost like it was before the two of you entered this godforsaken country.

"In the morning. Stay with me for now." You smile again as Wilbur leaves only to come back and clean you as well as he can, soon carrying you to your bedroom and cuddling you close to him. "In the morning then. Goodnight, Y/N." You're almost asleep when he adds on a quiet, "I love you."

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