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wilbursprincess · 3 months

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Hello! Could you Write some smut headcanons of will? Hope you have a Great day!💗

Superstarbur Smut Headcannons

Bursona x Female Reader

Warnings: Pure filth. Not sorry.

HELLO LOVELY ANON! Did a little happy dance in the kitchen while making myself soup to see this! Not sure how many people on here know that Will himself isn’t big on people writing NSFW/smut about his irl stuff, but he doesn’t mind it about his Bursonas. As much as I’d love to fulfill your request as asked, the closest I could get was writing smut headcannons about my personal favorite Bursona (which I made up, ofc) Superstarbur! Basically the character he plays when he’s acting like a rockstar during gigs and posing for edits (think the ENTIRE choreography for POABS). Sorry that this isn’t exactly what you asked for, but I promise it’s just as filthy <3

Smut headcannons below cut!

~Superstarbur gives off big dick energy for a reason. He’s packing. Almost painfully so, but would tease you when you whined. (‘You can take it for me, yea?’)

~100% the kind of guy to buy you pretty lingerie for the sheer purpose of taking it off later.

~Have you seen this man play the guitar? Very good with his fingers.

~Also hands. Choke me.

~Riding him after a gig when he’s absolutely exhausted but still so desperate for you <3

~Dabbing concealer on all the hickies you left on his neck before he goes onstage.

~You cannot tell me there’s a submissive bone in Superstarbur’s body. Even if you’re on top, he’s always in control.

~Would absolutely go feral when you begged him for anything. Even if it was something innocent, like begging him to get you something at the store, you’d be saying something similar when he got you home and into bed.

~Obsessed with you. Like, obsessed. Obsessed to the point where it’s almost too much, but you absolutely adore it.

~Equally loves to praise and degrade you. Often at the same time.

~His favorite innocent pet names for you are ‘love’, ‘darling’, ‘princess’, and ‘angel’.

~Loves to call you variations of ‘good girl’. Think ‘my good girl’, ‘that’s my good girl’, and the like.

~Even when he’s degrading you, Superstarbur can never resist calling you his. Think ‘my pretty little slut’ and so forth.

~Wouldn’t be able to control himself if you sat on his lap in a skirt. “Easy access” as he calls it.

~Superstarbur loves making out backstage just before he goes out to perform. Says it gives him energy and pushes him to push through when he’s exhausted.

~But loves taking you back to the tiny bunk on the tour bus even more ;)

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wilbursprincess · 2 months

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Superstar bur or simpbur dealing with a bratty bottom w/ a breeding kink?

No I'm not calling myself out

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“We Both Know Who’s In Charge, Darling”

Superstarbur x Female Reader

Warnings: Dom!Superstarbur, Sub!Reader, Brat!Reader, blowjob, brat taming, breeding kink (use protection, kids), spanking, begging, praising and degrading, plenty of aftercare, is this the unholiest fic yet?

Hi anon… you called me out too <3 ANYWAY I’ve been wanting to write something along these lines for quite some time, but now that I have an ask… I have my coffee, new Hermitcraft to watch, and I am ready :D

I took a lot of inspiration from @clitsuckerer for the blowjob scene (her fics are some of the best I’ve read on here! Apple Of My Eye, Gamer Fingers, and Mommy Vibes are my favorites).

Fic below cut!

“Aww, look at you, all dressed up for me,” Wilbur coos, admiring the tight red dress hugging every curve, leaving nothing to the imagination. “Don’t you think it’s a bit long, though?”

I reach behind me, tugging at the hem barely covering my ass. “Very funny. How long until our dinner reservation?”

Standing behind me, I feel his hands trace down my waist, out to my hips, palming and squeezing my ass. “Long enough. What do you say?”

“Aw, someone can’t control himself.” I murmur sweetly, giggling as his gaze hardens. “Why don’t you try asking nicely?”

Wilbur smirks, lifting me onto the kitchen counter and nudging my legs apart with his knee. “Why don’t you try asking nicely?” His fingers slip up my thigh, tracing lazy circles. “We both know who’s in charge, darling.”

“Do we?” I retort, tugging on his tie.

Two fingers nudge past my thong, slipping inside me and curling to hit the perfect spot, making me swallow down a groan. “We do,” Wilbur says sternly. “I can feel how wet you are all over your thighs, darling. You really like to run that little mouth of yours, hm?”

“Whatever, you love it,” I say sweetly. “Or is that just something in your pocket?”

Wilbur doesn’t reply, just pumps his fingers in and out of me faster. My forehead falls onto his shoulder, his other hand reading behind me to help me ride his fingers.

“There you go, darling,” he whispers. “There you go. Be a good girl and cum for me.”

I’m too far gone to do anything else, my kisses turning into nibbles and bites as I get closer and closer. Just as my core tightens, the pleasure reaching a peak…

He stops.

“Wilbur, c’mon,” I whine. “Why?”

“Did you really think it would be that easy?” He says, amusement clear in his voice. “No, I just thought that since you like to run your mouth that much, you should be putting it to better use.”

I’m too frustrated to reply, letting myself be scooped into Wilbur’s arms and carried into our bedroom. He sets me on the floor, just in front of the edge of our bed, sitting in front of me and loosening his tie.

“Go on, you know what to do,” he says sweetly.

“And why should I?” I retort with a sly smile. “If you didn’t let me finish, why should I get you off?”

“Because if you do, then I’ll reward you.” Wilbur replies, starting to unbutton his shirt.

“Reward me how?”

“By railing you so hard into the mattress, all you’ll be able to say is ‘Yes, Wilbur.” He says, crossing his arms and looking smug. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”

I oblige.

“Good girl,” he praises me, unbuttoning his fly and tapping his cock a few times on my tongue. “Aww, I love seeing you so eager to suck me off.”

Wilbur roughly grabs my hair, tugging on it as I bob my head up and down. My eyes water as he slides deeper into my throat, but I keep going, desperate to please him.

“Look at that,” he observes once I’ve got all of him in my mouth, not a small feat by any means. “You were being such a brat earlier, and now you’re desperate to take me all in your throat.”

Obviously, I can’t reply, face burning from how smug he sounds.

I let him use my mouth however he wants, his hand on the nape of my neck letting him set pace and thrust. I fight my gag reflex, spit dripping down onto my chin as he nudges deeper into my throat.

“You take my cock so well,” Wilbur murmurs, moaning in satisfaction. “Damn, it’s almost like you were made to, my God.”

The praise makes me wetter, squirming around on the floor of our bedroom.

I pull back a little to start stroking him, too, which, depending on how you see it, was either a mistake or a genius idea. A few seconds later, he groans and explodes, coating my throat, lips, and chin in sticky white.

Panting, I lick everything off my lips, wiping my chin, looking up at Wilbur and waiting for my praise.

“Fucking hell,” he gasps, smiling at the remnants on my face. “Get on the bed and take off your clothes.”

You don’t have to tell me twice.

I unbuckle my heels and tug off my dress and thong, groaning as I watch Wilbur’s shirt hit the floor, followed by his pants and underwear.

“Turn around, baby,” he murmurs, and when I do, he slides his arm into the curve of my waist and rubs himself through the slick between my thighs. “I’m going to fucking ruin you.”

“Says the man who came about 5 seconds after I started using my hand in a blowjob,” I giggle, pressing my ass against him. “Go on, you were saying something about ruining me?”

His hand harshly slaps the smooth skin. “You little brat.”

“You love it,” I retort. “And you know I’m into getting spanked.”

Stinging pain hits the left, the right, and the left again. “You sure you want to play it like this?”

“Always.” I give Wilbur my biggest, brattiest smile over my shoulder, letting out a moan when he gives me another harsh spank. “Be careful, you don’t want to hurt your wrist.”

“Your ass is going to be red raw when I’m finished with you,” he says, giving me the hardest spank yet and smiling when I yelp. “It might not make you learn your lesson, but it sure is fun.”

I sigh happily. “Sure is.”

After one last slap, he slides his cock through the wetness coating my thighs, pushing himself inside slowly, the two of us moaning in unison until he’s fully buried inside me.

“So wet for me, baby girl,” Wilbur says, pushing on my lower back so my ass arches higher. “You look so good from this angle.”

“You sure it’s all in?” I coo. “Not sure I feel anything.”

He thrusts into me so hard I gasp, burying my face in my arms. “What was that?” Wilbur says dangerously, tugging sharply on my hair. “Say it again? Didn’t quite hear you.”

All I manage is a moan, and he snorts in satisfaction. “That’s what I thought.”

I hate how smug he sounds, but my head’s too fuzzy to complain. The only sounds filling the room are Wilbur’s groans, my soft moans, and the sound of bare skin on bare skin. He’s got a firm grasp on my hair, letting me bounce back against his thrusts so he hits me even deeper.

“Can’t run your mouth when you’re getting fucked dumb?” He taunts, tugging my hair to make me nod. “That’s my little cockslut.”

My legs feel like jelly, the only thing holding me up is Wilbur’s arm firmly in the curve of my waist. My knees are shaking so much that it looks like my entire body is quaking under him, and it’s clear he’s enjoying how much of a shaky mess I am.

“I’m close,” I manage to sigh out, groaning when Wilbur slows down. “What are you doing?”

He chuckles. “Since you couldn’t bite your tongue earlier, it only makes sense you want to keep talking. Beg for it.”

“Wilbur!” I say indignantly as he lets go of my hair and rests a thumb on my clit. “Please!”

“Please what, baby girl?” To really rub salt in the wound, he circles my clit a few times. “What do you want?”

“I want…” I swallow down the moan threatening to spill out of my mouth. “You.. to let me-“

My sentence cuts off as he lays yet another harsh spank on my ass. “What was that? You cut off.”

Frustrated tears prick the corners of my eyes. “You cut me off!”

“Life isn’t fair, princess,” he says lightly, flicking my clit a few times and laughing as my knees shake. “What were you saying?”

“Let me finish!” I finally cry out. “Please, let me finish!”

Wilbur pretends to be surprised at my answer. “Well, why didn’t you just say so?”

I’m too exhausted to even balk at that, not bothering to muffle the noises I’m making as he finally pushes me closer and closer to my climax.

“You want me to fill you up, darling?” He whispers, holding himself back from finishing before me. “You want me to breed you?”

“God, yes, please,” I moan out, practically screaming as he tips me over the edge and I ride out the waves of pleasure. Just as I’m slowly coming down from my shattering high, I hear Wilbur let out a long, low moan and bury his head in my shoulder as he spills inside me. The warmth fills me from the inside out as he makes no move to pull out.

“Wouldn’t want to let any of this go to waste, huh?” He murmurs softly, flipping me onto my back, replacing his cock with his fingers and thrusting his cum back into me. “There we go, sweetheart.”

His lips meet mine in a gentle, tender kiss, all the dominance gone in a heartbeat. “You alright? I wasn’t too rough?”

I sleepily shake my head. “You’re good. Are we late for the reservation?”

Wilbur nods. “We are. It’s ok, though, I’d rather spend the evening in bed with you.”

“But it’s with so many music producers!” I gasp, trying to sit up. “This could be monumental for you and your band-“

“No, baby, it’s fine,” he promises. “There will be plenty more chances for my band. Spending time with you is far more important.”

The soft glow of love washes over my entire body, and I nestle closer into his chest. “Are you sure?”

“Never been more sure about something in my life,” Wilbur murmurs. “How about we go have a shower together and polish off the rest of that chocolate cake in bed afterwards? Maybe watching a movie as well?”

I kiss his forehead. “You’re speaking my language.”

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wilbursprincess · 3 months

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“I’m So Sensitive In The Morning”

Superstarbur x Female Reader

Warnings: Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, folks), pet names, soft fluffy smut <3

Do I have 17 asks to write? Yes. But do I want to give you guys more Superstarbur smut? Yes.

Smut below cut!

Morning sun streams into our room through the open window, casting streams of light across Wilbur and I’s entwined bodies. On his idea, with my enthusiastic approval, we’d decided to start sleeping without any sort of pajamas to bring a little spice into mundane routine. As I predicted, of course, the very first morning was a lot more than just a little spicy.

He’s so warm from sleep, all lazy kisses and loving cuddles. Pressed into him as the little spoon, I can feel him throbbing between my thighs, rubbing gentle circles into my hip.

“Please.” Wilbur’s voice comes as a needy whisper. “Please let me fuck you.”

I nod, spreading my legs out wider to let him sink inside. We groan in unison as he pushes into me, panting breaths fanning over the back of my neck.

“Morning wood is something else,” I sigh as he wraps an arm around my waist, nudging deeper inside of me. “I’m so sensitive in the morning.”

“I can tell, you’re squeezing the life out of me,” he replies, nibbling on my earlobe.

We don’t hurry, far from just a quickie before we get up. He’s in it for the long haul, thrusting into me almost agonisingly slowly. Our only concern is making our morning moment last as long as possible, enjoying each other’s touch and company.

“I’m close, baby girl.” Wilbur softly moans, the sound covering my body in goosebumps. “Gonna cum with me?”

“Only for you,” I reply, squeezing my eyes shut as he pushes me into an orgasm that makes me almost see stars, teeth sinking into my lower lip. He’s seconds behind me, releasing deep inside me with a groan.

We don’t say anything as he cleans us up, preferring the cosy silence, letting our loving touches and little kisses do the talking.

“You stay here, princess,” Wilbur murmurs, kissing my forehead and tucking me back into bed. “I’m making us coffee. We can spend all day cuddled up together.”

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wilbursprincess · 3 months

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MORE SUPERSTAR!BUR NSFW PWEASEEE!!! I just want him to bend me backwards 😭

“Come Sit On My Face?”

Superstarbur x Female Reader

Warnings: Face sitting, oral sex (F receiving), masturbation, uhhh I think that’s it

Ok, let’s be honest here… who doesn’t want Superstarbur to bend them over backwards ;) I’m so glad you guys are enjoying my Bursona invention!!! It’s very much my guilty pleasure to write as much Superstarbur smut as possible, so ask and you shall receive <3 This time, it’s a delicious oneshot I wrote back in October that gives off alllllll those Superstarbur vibes!

Smut below cut!

When I get out of the shower, heading into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around my body, I’m surprised to see Wilbur lying back on our bed, shirtless in sweatpants, a smug grin on his face.

“What’s going on?” I ask, a curious smile spreading across my face.

“Returning the favor from earlier,” he replies, unable to hide his look of delight. “Well? Come sit on my face?”

My eyes light up, and I ditch the towel, jumping eagerly onto the bed and climbing onto his bare chest.

“Tap my leg if you need to breathe, ok?” I remind Wilbur, who nods. “I know this is the way you’d like to go, but I quite like having you here.”

He laughs, running his hands over my inner thighs. “Understood. Now, I did say to sit on my face, not my chest, remember?”

Shuffling up, I position myself squarely over his face, sitting so his nose nudges against my clit. I hear a faint groan of satisfaction from him, rubbing the tip of his tongue lightly through my slit.

I slide my fingers into his hair, lightly tugging to tell him to keep going. Wilbur sucks my clit into his mouth, flicking the very tip with his tongue as my hips shift, grinding against his face.

His finger taps my thigh, and I pull back, letting him take in a gulp of air. “Fuck, I wish I could live down there,” Wilbur murmurs, tongue swiping away the wetness covering his lips. “Back down, princess.”

I nestle back down on his face, and he tugs me so he can slip his tongue inside me. Letting out a loud moan as I feel his tongue rub over my g-spot, my body shudders from the pleasure.

As the pleasure gets more intense, I grind down more, his tongue reaching even deeper inside me.

Another tap at my thigh makes me pull back for a moment, smiling down at Wilbur. His face is bright red and sweaty, with a blissful, spacy look in his eyes.

“Am I the one who’s getting off from this, or are you?” I tease, kissing the tip of his nose. “You look like you just came in your pants.”

He softly laughs. “I’m not far off from that.”

Grabbing my hips, he rolls me off his chest and back onto the mattress, and when he positions himself between my thighs, I see what looks like an almost-painful press in his pants.

“You’re right,” I laugh. “Need any help once you’ve finished me off?”

He shakes his head, trailing a finger up my inner thigh. “You’re my priority tonight, baby.” Before I can say anything else, he licks me from my entrance to my clit, making me groan under my breath.

As Wilbur sucks my clit into his mouth again, slipping his arms under my thighs to hold me against his mouth, he moans against me when he shifts against the sheets, grinding against it in search of relief.

Circling two of his fingers through the wetness between my thighs, he slips them inside me, combining them with the licks at my core, turning my mind and knees to slush. At the same time, he ruts his hips into the mattress, the vibrations from his moans only adding to the intense waves of pleasure.

“I’m close,” I murmur, arching my back and curling my toes as the intense feeling in my core tightens.

Wilbur nods, eyebrows furrowing in concentration. A few seconds later, the coil low in my stomach snaps, and with a cry of his name, I’m finished, tiny little aftershocks making me whine while I ride it out.

“Hang on, baby,” he pants, kneeling between my legs and tugging his sweatpants down, the leaking length hitting his stomach as he takes it in his hand.

With just a couple quick tugs, he’s reached his own climax, sticky white droplets landing all over my face and chest.

Wilbur blinks open his eyes, chest heaving, just in time to see me licking his cum off my lips. Leaning down, he kisses me, the taste of myself on his tongue mixing with the taste of him on my lips.

“We taste delicious together,” he grins, and I laugh, still tasting tangy-sweet, salty-bitter from our kiss.

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wilbursprincess · 3 months

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Superstarbur smut/headcannons, where reader is like super shy, like embarrassingly shy- where she fumbles over her words and quite literally struggles to even speak to Will. Oh, but Wilbur would eat that behavior up- hell, he’d probably even praise it just to see her turn five different shades of pink.

- 🦋

Superstarbur With A Shy Girlfriend

Superstarbur x Female Reader

Warnings: Fluff with a few allusions to sex stuff ;)

I’m actually very shy irl (believe it or not) so this one is going to be pretty fun to write! Thanks, 🦋 anon!

Headcannons below cut!

~Wilbur would compliment you just to see you sputter and blush <3

~”You’re so shy unless I’ve got you wrapped around my cock, huh, love?”

~You’d absolutely eat that up.

~Embarrassed when you stutter and fumble over your words?

~Wilbur would absolutely adore that, calling it adorable and such <3

~Making you blush is his favorite hobby!

~Nothing gets him going faster than you being too shy to admit you wanted him!

~”Hmm, what was that, love? If you want my cock, use your words.” >>>>>>>

~”Good girl” would turn you into a blushing mess.

~Meaning that he would call you a good girl at any given opportunity.

~Sometimes even teases you, keeping you just on the edge of finishing until you manage to say something.

~”I know you’re close, love, but what were you saying? Something about wanting to suck me off?”

~You refuse to admit it, but you go feral for him when he does that.

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wilbursprincess · 3 months

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literally any bursona you would like x reader.

smutshot based off dress by taylor swift?:o

“Only Bought This Dress So You Could Take It Off”

Superstarbur x Female Reader

Warnings: Pure smut omg, Dom!Superstarbur, Sub!Reader, praising, degrading, begging (if you squint), riding, choking (but not really), unprotected sex, this is just so unholy and I’m not sorry

EXCELLENT TASTE IN MUSIC, ☁️ ANON. EXCELLENT. (saw the other ask lmao ik it’s you). This song is insanely queer coded to me lol. Reputation will always be my top album (in case anyone’s curious, my top three are Reputation, 1989, and Fearless) and Dress is just. Mwah. Chef’s kiss.

Fic below cut!

Wilbur’s eyes lock with mine from across the crowded room, making heat rush between my thighs.

“You two have the sweetest friendship,” sighs my friend, sipping wistfully on her cup. “I’d never be able to stay just friends with someone like him.”

I give her what I hope is a cheerful smile. “It’s easy. He’s just my best friend. I’ve never thought of him as anything more.”

Liar.

My friend keeps talking, but my gaze keeps drifting back across the room, admiring Wilbur for the nth time that night. He glances up, making sure nobody’s watching us before giving me a wink, pulling out his phone.

Wilbur: i need you.

Wilbur: make an excuse.

Wilbur: i’ve been dreaming about what i want to do to you all night.

I give my friend an apologetic smile. “Sorry, but I’ve got work in the morning. Wilbur’s about to take me home.”

At least the second part of that isn’t a lie.

Right on cue, Wilbur walks up, making my stomach tighten, placing a protective hand on my lower back.

“Sorry to steal her away,” he jokes, face cheerful, but his hand sliding down and cupping my ass tells me everything I need to know.

The second we make it outside, Wilbur’s got me roughly shoved against the wall, kissing me so hard I gasp. His hand slips up my thigh, rubbing circles in my drenched panties.

“Do you have any idea,” he pants. “What you do to me?”

“I think I have a general idea,” I reply. “It’s pressing into my leg.”

“I’m going to take you home and do the unholiest of things to that gorgeous, gorgeous body of yours, ok, princess?” Wilbur coos, and I frantically nod. “Good girl.”

We barely make it into his bedroom before he tosses me into the middle of the bed, running his hands over my body through the thigh fabric of my dress.

“Only bought this dress so you could take it off,” I murmur against his parted lips as I unbutton his shirt.

“Knowing how wet I make you from across a room when everyone thinks we’re just friends is almost pathetic,” Wilbur replies silkily, fumbling with his belt buckle. “You love that, don’t you, you little slut?”

I groan at the sight of his bare chest. “God, yes.”

He tugs my dress off over my head with one hand and yanks my thong off with the other. “I’ll never get enough of seeing you all naked and spread out in the sheets for me.”

Wilbur leans down, burying his face between my thighs and licking up the wetness pooling between them. “Oh my goodness,” he murmurs into the soft skin. “I could drown in this pretty pussy.”

“Please,” I whine, tugging on his curls. “Please, Wilbur.”

He snickers. “Please what, baby? You know I can’t do what you want if you don’t use your words for me.”

“Please…” I gasp. “Please fuck me.”

Wilbur smiles, pulling back to tug his pants and boxers off. “There you go, sweetheart. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

God, he’ll be the death of me.

“Saddle up, love.”

We groan in unison as I sink down onto his cock, Wilbur’s hands grasping my hips and pulling me down. We start to move together and my head goes fuzzy from pleasure, swirling my hips as I take every inch he gives me.

“Bounce for me,” he groans, letting out a long, low, moan as I do exactly as he asks. “Good girl.”

This angle is hitting exactly where I need it too, and when Wilbur reaches around to rub my clit in time with my movements, I know I’m an absolute goner.

“I’m so close,” I cry out, legs shaking as the waves of pleasure washes over me. “Fuck, right there.”

Laughing, Wilbur grabs one of my nipples, twisting it between his fingers until I cry out. “So close already, huh?” He says teasingly. “Pathetic little thing, falling apart on my cock.”

I scream out his name as I tip over the edge, shuddering from overstimulation as he keeps thrusting into me.

“You can give me one more?” Wilbur says, and I nod. “That’s my girl. Lay down for me.”

Shakily, I climb off him, whining as he tosses my legs over his shoulders and dives back in.

He’s pounding into me fast and hard, every whine and groan music to my ears. One hand is snuggly around my throat, the other playing with my tits and only adding to the pleasure.

“You’re absolutely soaked, love,” teases Wilbur, nibbling and sucking at a spot on my neck I know will be visible tomorrow. “Does it really feel that good?”

I frantically nod. “Feels so good,” I manage to whine out, sinking my teeth into his lower lip. “Fuck.”

“Gonna cum with me, baby?” Wilbur asks, thrusts growing sloppy as he wills himself to keep going for me.

“Yes,” I gasp. “Oh, God, yes,”

My second climax hits me like a train, lasting so long I practically see stars floating in my vision. Just as I start to come down from the high, Wilbur cries out my name, pulling out and releasing all over my stomach.

“Hang on,” he whispers gently, kissing my forehead before reaching into his nightstand and grabbing a towel. “Thought I should be prepared this time.”

I laugh wearily, letting him clean both of us up a little.

“So much for you being my best friend,” I murmur sleepily. “God, you’re so good in bed.”

Wilbur leans down and softly plants a kiss on my lips. “I’ve never slept with someone who makes me feel like you do.” He tugs me against his chest, curled as the little spoon, gently kissing the deep purple mark he left just minutes earlier. “Stay with me tonight?”

“Always.”

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wilbursprincess · 3 months

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hey. . . Can you someday, maybe. . . Write Bottom superstarbur. . ? Like reader fucking siperstarbur with a fake dick (idk the name in english)

-🌷anon

Bottom Superstarbur

Superstarbur x Female Reader

Warnings: Reader uses a strap-on on Superstarbur who turns into a little whiny mess >:)

Well, this is something I never expected to write… but I’m not mad one bit! I actually had any 🍑 stuff in my list of stuff I wouldn’t write for a bit, but I took it out for reasons I can’t remember lol. Let’s just say that I’ve never ever ever written or thought about anything to do with 🍑 stuff, so apologies in advance if this sucks! Big, big thank you to @plutodexay-nsfw for inspiration on this one bc I was LOST lol.

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~Wilbur would bring the idea of using a strap-on on him casually one day.

~You’d be eating dinner together, and he’d ask so casually you thought you misheard him.

~”I can’t say I’ve ever thought about it, Wilbur, but I’m not exactly opposed to it.”

~He’d grin, showing you his phone, a list of everything you’ll need already in his online cart, finger hovering over the ‘check out’ button.

~To say he was prepared was an understatement.

~Once everything arrives, you decide on some ground rules and a safe word, to keep everyone safe and comfortable.

~He’d want to go face down, ass up, since he’d heard it was deeper that way.

~The second Wilbur felt your finger press inside, he’d turn into a whining mess.

~His knees would be shaking, and you’d have to prop him up with a pillow before you even put the strap-on on!

~The moan that would come out of this man when he felt the strap-on push inside would be insane.

~Long fingers gripping the sheets, eyes screwed shut.

~Cums fast, like under 5 minutes fast. And he’d be hideously embarrassed about it.

~Through his embarrassment, he’d still beg for it again the second his legs stopped shaking.

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could you do taking care of superstarbur when he’s sick and has to miss a gig?

Also could I be 🪩anon?

Taking Care Of Superstarbur When He’s Sick

Superstarbur x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: Mentions of being sick (coughing, sneezing, fever, etc). Not for the germaphobes!

Sorry this took me a bit to get to, 🪩 anon! My brother actually has covid right now (poor guy), so this is kind of fitting, since all I can hear is coughing and sneezing :(

Headcannons below the cut!

~First of all, he’d be in a terrible mood.

~Wilbur lives for the stage, and having to cancel a show would leave him moping around.

~You’d smile sadly over at the cute-yet-pathetic sneezing pile of blankets on the sofa while making him soup.

~”Hey, baby, how are you feeling?”

~”Been better,” he’d sniff, smiling slightly as you kiss his feverish forehead and hand him a mug of soup.

~Changing out his snotty tissues for fresh ones without so much as a wince.

~”I feel so bad for the fans,” he’d complain, bringing on a fresh coughing fit.

~You’d sigh, handing him a tissue.

~”If you want me to post a picture of you being a sad, sick mess on Twitter so they’ll feel bad for you, I will gladly do so.”

~”I wanted to perform,” he’d whine, blowing his nose and looking sorry for himself.

~Pecking him on the cheek, you’d tug the blankets closer around him. “You can’t talk without coughing, sweetie. You wouldn’t have managed it.”

~Pouting, Wilbur would finally relax into your arms, nestling his slightly sweaty head into your chest.

~Sleeping on the sofa next to him, getting him cough drops and anything else he needs in the night!

~Of course, he’s an adult, and can do it by himself, but you like spoiling him.

~The band would stop by and drop off some food the next day, insisting that cancelling the gig was no issue to them since Wilbur was so sick.

~”You guys are so sweet,” you’d say, giving them a kind yet pained smile as Wilbur hacks away in the other room. “He’ll be so happy with some food that isn’t soup.”

~In the end, he can’t even swallow not-soup with his sore throat, and you end up needing to feed him tiny bites inbetween sips of broth.

~”I feel so helpless,” he murmurs, wincing down another mouthful of chicken. “Don’t break up with me because I’m acting so pathetic.”

~You’d set down the plate, kissing him all over his face.

~”Don’t even say that, baby. I love you, and I’m going to look after you. Whether you like it or not.”

~Begrudgingly, Wilbur would smile, managing to give you a peck on the cheek in return.

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Could you Write a fic Where Reader is at a lovejoy concert and suprise wilbur? Thanks :,)

“Do We Tell Them?”

Superstarbur x Female Reader

Warnings: Just some sweet adorable fluff for y’all :)

A lovely anon request! My first request for a fic vs. a headcannon! And let me tell you, dear anon, this idea is AMAZING! I’ve always wanted to write a fic involving the reader at one of Wilbur’s gigs, and I’m so glad I finally get the chance! Big apologies if this isn’t what you had in mind… :’)

Fic below cut!

I wink at Ash from where I’m standing, slipped between the barrier and the stage in a shadowy alcove. My view here is excellent, and Wilbur can’t see me. Perfect.

It was the band’s collective idea (minus Wilbur, of course), to sneak me into a gig to surprise my boyfriend. I’d been to a lot of them if they were local, snuggled into Wilbur’s sweats backstage and running to him for kisses when they were done playing, but I’d never been this close to him during a show.

While Wilbur and I had been together for ages at this point, we weren't exactly public. Sure, we’d run into fans while out on a date, occasionally getting stopped while acting like slightly more than friends, but to the fandom, it was all rumors. Rumors we were still debating when to confirm.

“I want to thank everyone for coming out to see our not-so-little band tonight,” Wilbur says, sweeping his chestnut curls out of his face as he prepares to end the show. “Your support means the world to us, and-“

His honey-brown gaze sweeps out over the crowd as he’s speaking, and I feel my heart catch in my throat as he looks directly at me, face giving away that my spot wasn’t exactly as hidden as I had hoped.

“Ok, which one of you guys did this?” Wilbur laughs, looking slightly sheepish as he turns his gaze on Ash, Joe, and Mark in turn. “Do we tell them?”

I’m dangerously close to the barrier where I know the fans could spot me, and from what I can hear, there’s a decent amount of confusion and concern spreading through the crowd.

“Fuck it,” Wilbur sighs, shaking his head as a rosy flush spreads across his face. “There’s no point in not telling you guys now- my bandmates snuck my girlfriend into the gig.”

A moment of dead silence and shock falls through the room before the audience erupts in screams and cheers. I take this as my cue, stage lights bright in my eyes as I walk towards Ash, who’s kneeling down to help me climb onto the stage.

I was expecting a hug or an innocent kiss on the cheek when I finally reached the center of the stage where Wilbur stood, not for him to pull me in with a flourish for a long, sweet kiss.

“This wasn’t how I expected to make our relationship public, love,” he jokes, fiddling with the mic stand to lower it to my height. “Wanna say hi?”

“Hello?” I say cautiously in the mic, mouth dropping open in shock at the cheer that erupts. “Is this what it’s like to be famous, Will?”

“Somewhat,” he replies, love shining in his eyes as he wraps an arm around my waist. “Here go all the fan theories about if some of our songs are about you.”

“Well, are they?”

“They will be.”

*I rewatched some of the videos I got when I saw Lovejoy live before I wrote this, and I feel like a transcript of what I was saying when Wilbur walked on stage is appropriate after this fic theme.

Wilbur: How are we doing tonight, Chicago?

Me, very high pitched screaming: OH MY GODDDDDDD!

Wilbur: Thank you for coming to my castle.

Me, in tears: THIS IS HAPPENING!

Wilbur: I built this. With my own hands.

Me, crying: I love you!

I’m past the point of being embarrassed. Drink water, stay safe, I love you all <3

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wilbursprincess · 3 months

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LMAO it’s okay it’s okay !!! 😭 was just asking about cuddling hcs with superstarbur, maybe reader’s had a bit of a bad day? or maybe they’ve both just missed one another a little too much today, a good cuddling session and wholesome intimacy being the only thing that would make them content

-🍩

Cuddling With Superstarbur Backstage

Superstarbur x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: None :)

Hi 🍩 anon! Second time typing this bc Tumblr went brrrrrr :’)

Headcannons below cut!

~He’d come off stage, still riding the high from performing, but missing his partner.

~You’d be sitting backstage, proud of your boyfriend but really missing his touch.

~”You did so well, babe, but-“

~”I know, sweetheart, I missed you too. Cuddles?”

~You’re the little spoon, snuggled against Wilbur’s chest.

~One of his arms is under you, holding your hand, the other rubbing circles into your back.

~”Tell me about the show! How did it go?”

~He’d talk happily about how well it went, how confident he felt on stage.

~You’d agree with him, seeing as you watched every second from the side of the stage.

~Wilbur planting kisses all over your face <3

~Mark, Ash, and Joe come in, commenting on how cute you two are.

~”I know. I’m so lucky to have them.”

~You’d giggle.

~”I love you too, Wilbur.”

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wilbursprincess · 3 months

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Who TF Is Superstarbur???

In short, he’s a Bursona. But better than just a Bursona, since he’s my own invention. He’s the persona Wilbur plays when he’s on stage, posing for edits and dancing around, named after my favorite Taylor Swift song, Superstar!

I actually got this idea based off of a clip I took at the Chicago gig on the Road To 100 Tour of him performing POABS… featuring me shrieking.

Superstarbur is a cocky bastard who is hot as hell and 100% knows it. He does every single move on stage purely for the cameras, posing for edits at every turn and adores when the attention is on him.

#princessother #superstarbur

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wilbursprincess · 2 months

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i just read your morning routine headcanon and its currently 3:20 am, i cant sleep and i have to be up at 6am to catch a bus and i really wish i had wilbur with me right now

it’s 10:22pm (time zones huh) and i’m suffering from insomnia atm… i’ve resorted to cuddling this chunky charizard plushie named Large bc i also wish he was with me <3 superstarbur esp would give the best cuddles to us insomniacs

i offer this in these trying times

#princessother #superstarbur

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wilbursprincess · 2 months

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superstarbur vibes right here chat

#superstarbur #princessother

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wilbursprincess · 3 months

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One idea I think is really sweet is reader and supestarbur meeting when they were young in high school/college but losing contact and then meeting up again now that he's super famous and all and them talking about everything that has change and happened in the last few years

Maybe a fic about it?

“You’ve Been Good, Busier Than Ever”

Superstarbur x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: None <3

Awww anon I adore this! Super sweet :)

Fic below cut!

I still couldn’t believe that my old college friend, Will, had reached out to me. We’d drifted apart soon after we’d finished our classes, and to hear from him again after all these years was a shock, to say the least. While I’d stayed in my small hometown, the last I’d heard from him was his plans to write music and travel the world.

The first sign that things had changed significantly was when I got to the cafe first, and saw Will surrounded by a throng of what looked like screaming teenage girls, signing what could only be autographs. I averted my eyes from the chaos outside when he sat down, him greeting me with a friendly kiss on the cheek.

“Sorry about that,” he says, nodding to the door. “Things have been… a little hectic since we last saw each other.”

I snort. “You can say that again.”

Will smiles, opening his mouth to reply, but before he can-

“Oh my God, are you Wilbur?” A giggling teenage girl says, standing next to our table with a shy smile. “Can I get a photo?”

Wilbur?

He looks calm and collected, professional, even, accepting with a nod and a smile, snapping a quick selfie before the girl heads back to her table, her face bright red.

“You said hectic?” I say, and Will laughs, nodding. “Also, since when did you change your name?”

“I didn’t,” he explains, looking a little sheepish. “Remember how I wanted to go into music?”

I nod.

“Well, I did. And successfully,” Will says, and I feel my jaw drop. “Me and my band have been touring all over England, Europe, and the States. Even played at Coachella.”

My jaw practically hits the table. “Coachella?”

“I also was a very popular Twitch streamer and do my own solo music,” he explains, smiling at my shock. “It’s been… a long few years. Enough about me, though, how are you?”

“Not as good as playing festivals and getting Twitch famous,” I deadpan, and he giggles. “Just been figuring out what to do with my life after college.”

Will nods understandingly. “Hey, I get it. I don’t even know how I managed to become the lead singer of a popular band, and sometimes, I wish my life was more normal. You look happy.”

Happy?

I hadn’t considered that. Just looked at other’s lives with envy.

“How do I look happy?” I said, puzzled.

Will smiles. “Well, you might be jealous of the fame and the money. But I’m jealous you get to walk around without the chance of getting recognized every time, or that you get more downtime.”

I’d never thought about it like that.

“The grass is always greener,” I say after a moment. “We’ve both changed, but you’ve still stayed pretty goddamn smart.”

Laughing, he agrees. “And you stayed pretty cute, too,” he adds with a wink.

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