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A Letter to a Friend
Every now and then I think I've moved on from this part of my life, and yet somehow, I always feel an itch to get it back. Somewhere behind a wall in my mind there's someone scratching at it to be heard. Sometimes the wall breaks, and I find myself writing another story or just logging in and looking around. Then the wall quickly reforms before I actually post anything or talk to the people I once called my best friends.
I lost my old discord this last summer. I haven't been able to text someone who I considered to be very important to me for a while now because of it. So, if you are that person, and you would know if you were, and you see this, please dm me.
I miss you, my jelly.
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Congrats on 100 Cloud!!!
I would love snowing, Sapnap and “I’ve never really been in love, not seriously” (:
A new book has been found !
Book Title: Movie Night
Characters: CC!Sapnap, Reader, CC!Georgenotfound
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Reader gets to the movie theater later than usual because of the snow outside and ends up catching Sapnap's attention when they give him a gift.
Tw: Mention of food
Author's Note: Exciting to finally be able to write requests for this event!!
Beta Reader: @allywritesforfun (thank you!!)
Event Masterlist
Regular Masterlist
“Finally.” You sighed and watched the cloud from your breath be swept away in the chilling wind. “I’m here.”
Your boots sunk into the snow as you slowly trekked through the AMC’s parking lot. You stepped through the doorway of the movie theater, your frosty skin was immediately met with a sea of warmth. Reaching into your jacket pocket, you pulled out your phone and checked the time. ‘9:25, shit,’ you thought to yourself. ‘Five minutes won’t be enough time.’ You walked up to the counter in the middle of the lobby as you slid your phone back into your pocket.
The employee working at the counter seemed to be the only other person in the theater.
‘I guess going to the movie’s once the movie has already started does have its advantages.’
“Good evening,” the woman said, interrupting your train of thought. “How may I help you?”
“Good evening,” you responded. “I’d like a ticket to ‘The Black Phone’ please.”
The employee grabbed the ticket from under the counter and shuffled a few steps right to the register. She waved you over and said, “That’ll be $13.69, anything else I can get you?”
“No, ma’am. Thank you.” you answered as you took $15 out of your wallet, careful not to drop anything, and handed it to the employee.
“Enjoy your movie!” The employee kindly smiled at you as she handed you your change.
“Thank you! Have a good day!” You smiled back before you walked a few steps away and took your phone out again.
’9:27.’ the lock screen read.
‘Only three minutes, I don’t think I’m going to make the commercials,’ you thought before deciding it would be alright to miss them— after all, how could you watch the movie without getting a duck?! With that in mind, you dashed over to the arcade section of the lobby, straight to your favorite machine.
The rubber duck claw machine was your favorite game because you were always guaranteed to win. Everyone was actually— it’s impossible to lose the game. All you have to do is put in one dollar and, just like a claw machine, you maneuver the device to win your prize. The game had no timer, and won’t stop until you’ve won! All the prizes in the machine were different rubber animals; although, they were mostly rubber ducks in costumes. Since discovering the machine, you’ve made it a habit to get a rubber animal to accompany you to watch the movies.
You squatted down and fed the machine a dollar. As you stood back up the door chimed. A gust of cold wind hit your skin and sent a shiver through your spine. You glanced in that direction and saw two men walk through the door. One was slightly taller with dark brown hair. His face was flushed from the cold and he was blowing into his hands, presumably to warm himself. The other man’s hair was a lighter brown with a hardly noticeable red tint to it. As if he could sense your gaze on him, the shorter one turned his head and met your eyes. He looked you up and down before his friend stole his attention at the counter.
You remembered what you were meant to be doing and refocused on the machine in front of you.
‘Wouldn’t want to miss too much of the movie, better hurry this up,’ you thought as you moved the machine’s arm.
You decided you wanted the rubber duck that looked like a green T. rex and let the claw drop to pick it up.
“Wooo!!” You cheered as the machine picked up the weirdly positioned dinosaur on your first try.
“Clang!” The dinosaur was dropped into the plastic area of the machine. “Clang!”
‘That’s weird… Sounded like it fell twice..?’ you silently questioned.
You opened the compartment and reached your hand in. Sure enough you felt two rubber ducks. Pulling them out, you noticed that the machine had given you two of the same dinosaur ducks. You stared at the second duck in your hand in confusion.
‘It must have been picked up with my dinosaur and I just didn’t notice,’ you deduce. ‘But what should I do with it? I can’t watch the movie with TWO rubber ducks, that’s not right.’
You looked around the lobby and saw the two men, now at the counter paying for their popcorn and tickets. An idea popped into your head and you walked over to them.
“Hi, I’m sorry to interrupt you,” you started. “Long story short, that claw machine over there just gave me two ducks instead of one, so I came over here to give one to you. Paying the luck forwards you know? Anyways, have a good movie!”
You handed the shorter man the duck and started walking towards your movie theatre.
“Wait!” He lightly grabbed your arm to stop you. Succeeding in his attempt, you turned back around and tilted your head at him, confused.
“Hmm?” you hummed.
“You didn’t give me the chance to say thank you,” he chuckled softly. “My name is Sapnap, this is my friend George.”
“Nice to meet you! I’m Y/N.”
‘He smells good,’ you thought to yourself. ‘What is that smell though? I definitely recognize it.’
“Nice to meet you too, and thanks… for the dinosaur.” Sapnap smiled, looking down at it then back to you.
“No problem! But I’ve got to go, the movie is going to start any second now if it hasn’t already!” you said as you quickly left to go to theater five.
~~
“Are you going to have that stupid smile on your face for the rest of the day?” George asked Sapnap.
“What are you talking about?” Sapnap tried to push down the smile on his face, only for it to peak back through.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about.” George scoffed. “You like them.”
“Quit it, I don’t like them,” Sapnap lied and started walking toward their theater, already late for the movie.
“You’ve talked to them once and now you’re in love!” George shook his head at his friend.
Sapnap rolled his eyes at George. “You’re so stupid. I’ve never been in love… Not seriously— at least”
The two walked on in a comfortable silence until they reached the door of their theater. They walked in and got a few isles down before Sapnap threw out his arm and stopped both of them in their tracks.
“What?” George questioned.
“Is that them over there?” Sapnap pointed at a person sitting in the front row.
“You’re not going to be doing this the whole movie are you?” George crossed his arms over his chest.
“I think it’s them!” Sapnap whispered, walking in their direction.
“Come watch a movie in the theater with me you said, it’ll be fun you said.” George mocked his friend, following a few steps behind him.
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Congrats on 100 Cloud!!!
I would love snowing, Sapnap and “I’ve never really been in love, not seriously” (:
A new book has been found !
Book Title: Movie Night
Characters: CC!Sapnap, Reader, CC!Georgenotfound
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Reader gets to the movie theater later than usual because of the snow outside and ends up catching Sapnap's attention when they give him a gift.
Tw: Mention of food
Author's Note: Exciting to finally be able to write requests for this event!!
Beta Reader: @allywritesforfun (thank you!!)
Event Masterlist
Regular Masterlist
“Finally.” You sighed and watched the cloud from your breath be swept away in the chilling wind. “I’m here.”
Your boots sunk into the snow as you slowly trekked through the AMC’s parking lot. You stepped through the doorway of the movie theater, your frosty skin was immediately met with a sea of warmth. Reaching into your jacket pocket, you pulled out your phone and checked the time. ‘9:25, shit,’ you thought to yourself. ‘Five minutes won’t be enough time.’ You walked up to the counter in the middle of the lobby as you slid your phone back into your pocket.
The employee working at the counter seemed to be the only other person in the theater.
‘I guess going to the movie’s once the movie has already started does have its advantages.’
“Good evening,” the woman said, interrupting your train of thought. “How may I help you?”
“Good evening,” you responded. “I’d like a ticket to ‘The Black Phone’ please.”
The employee grabbed the ticket from under the counter and shuffled a few steps right to the register. She waved you over and said, “That’ll be $13.69, anything else I can get you?”
“No, ma’am. Thank you.” you answered as you took $15 out of your wallet, careful not to drop anything, and handed it to the employee.
“Enjoy your movie!” The employee kindly smiled at you as she handed you your change.
“Thank you! Have a good day!” You smiled back before you walked a few steps away and took your phone out again.
’9:27.’ the lock screen read.
‘Only three minutes, I don’t think I’m going to make the commercials,’ you thought before deciding it would be alright to miss them— after all, how could you watch the movie without getting a duck?! With that in mind, you dashed over to the arcade section of the lobby, straight to your favorite machine.
The rubber duck claw machine was your favorite game because you were always guaranteed to win. Everyone was actually— it’s impossible to lose the game. All you have to do is put in one dollar and, just like a claw machine, you maneuver the device to win your prize. The game had no timer, and won’t stop until you’ve won! All the prizes in the machine were different rubber animals; although, they were mostly rubber ducks in costumes. Since discovering the machine, you’ve made it a habit to get a rubber animal to accompany you to watch the movies.
You squatted down and fed the machine a dollar. As you stood back up the door chimed. A gust of cold wind hit your skin and sent a shiver through your spine. You glanced in that direction and saw two men walk through the door. One was slightly taller with dark brown hair. His face was flushed from the cold and he was blowing into his hands, presumably to warm himself. The other man’s hair was a lighter brown with a hardly noticeable red tint to it. As if he could sense your gaze on him, the shorter one turned his head and met your eyes. He looked you up and down before his friend stole his attention at the counter.
You remembered what you were meant to be doing and refocused on the machine in front of you.
‘Wouldn’t want to miss too much of the movie, better hurry this up,’ you thought as you moved the machine’s arm.
You decided you wanted the rubber duck that looked like a green T. rex and let the claw drop to pick it up.
“Wooo!!” You cheered as the machine picked up the weirdly positioned dinosaur on your first try.
“Clang!” The dinosaur was dropped into the plastic area of the machine. “Clang!”
‘That’s weird… Sounded like it fell twice..?’ you silently questioned.
You opened the compartment and reached your hand in. Sure enough you felt two rubber ducks. Pulling them out, you noticed that the machine had given you two of the same dinosaur ducks. You stared at the second duck in your hand in confusion.
‘It must have been picked up with my dinosaur and I just didn’t notice,’ you deduce. ‘But what should I do with it? I can’t watch the movie with TWO rubber ducks, that’s not right.’
You looked around the lobby and saw the two men, now at the counter paying for their popcorn and tickets. An idea popped into your head and you walked over to them.
“Hi, I’m sorry to interrupt you,” you started. “Long story short, that claw machine over there just gave me two ducks instead of one, so I came over here to give one to you. Paying the luck forwards you know? Anyways, have a good movie!”
You handed the shorter man the duck and started walking towards your movie theatre.
“Wait!” He lightly grabbed your arm to stop you. Succeeding in his attempt, you turned back around and tilted your head at him, confused.
“Hmm?” you hummed.
“You didn’t give me the chance to say thank you,” he chuckled softly. “My name is Sapnap, this is my friend George.”
“Nice to meet you! I’m Y/N.”
‘He smells good,’ you thought to yourself. ‘What is that smell though? I definitely recognize it.’
“Nice to meet you too, and thanks… for the dinosaur.” Sapnap smiled, looking down at it then back to you.
“No problem! But I’ve got to go, the movie is going to start any second now if it hasn’t already!” you said as you quickly left to go to theater five.
~~
“Are you going to have that stupid smile on your face for the rest of the day?” George asked Sapnap.
“What are you talking about?” Sapnap tried to push down the smile on his face, only for it to peak back through.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about.” George scoffed. “You like them.”
“Quit it, I don’t like them,” Sapnap lied and started walking toward their theater, already late for the movie.
“You’ve talked to them once and now you’re in love!” George shook his head at his friend.
Sapnap rolled his eyes at George. “You’re so stupid. I’ve never been in love… Not seriously— at least”
The two walked on in a comfortable silence until they reached the door of their theater. They walked in and got a few isles down before Sapnap threw out his arm and stopped both of them in their tracks.
“What?” George questioned.
“Is that them over there?” Sapnap pointed at a person sitting in the front row.
“You’re not going to be doing this the whole movie are you?” George crossed his arms over his chest.
“I think it’s them!” Sapnap whispered, walking in their direction.
“Come watch a movie in the theater with me you said, it’ll be fun you said.” George mocked his friend, following a few steps behind him.
Taglist:
@graymoon2-archive @allywritesforfun @wrenqueenisboss @graymoonspam @bi-narystars @0yuioy0
#sapnap#sapnap x reader#x reader#sapnap oneshot#sapnap imagine#mcyt#mcyt x reader#fluff#dsmp#dsmp x reader#cloud writes#clouds library books#clouds 100 followers event
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Important Announcement
I am moving to college in a few days so writing is going to be paused / less frequent until I’ve gotten adjusted to the transition.
No worries though, I am not going to stop writing! I just don’t want to overwhelm myself right as I start college.
I doubt the break will last for long. I love writing so much and sharing my writing with all of you is one of my favorite things to do. While I’m “gone”, feel free to send it requests as they’re still huge motivations for me to write!
There won’t be any posts on here besides writing so no need to worry about me clogging your feed lol
Don’t go anywhere, I’ll see you guys again soon enough <3
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A new book has been found !
Book Title: Maybe You’re Not So Bad After All… Part Three
Characters: CC! Wilbur Soot, Reader
Genre: Fluff, Angst
Summary: After your failed minecraft date, you agree to go on a real date with Wilbur.
TWs: Stalkerish ex, crying, a few swear words
Author’s Note: This is the third and final part of this series, the others can be found below.
Part One Part Two
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“I’ll pick you up in half an hour?”
“Sounds good.” You answered before saying your goodbyes, leaving the discord call.
“Wow,” you thought aloud to yourself. “I’m going on a real date with Wilbur in thirty minutes.”
“Oh God! Thirty minutes?!” You rushed around your house to get ready.
“What am I supposed to wear when I know absolutely nothing about what we’re going to do?” You stood in front of your closet, sorting through your clothes aimlessly for a while.
“Oh I’ve got nothing to wear! This is horrible!” Your full closet just didn’t seem to hold anything you wanted.
“Ding, dong, ding, dong.” Your doorbell rang.
“WHAT?” You looked down at your phone to check the time and all the color drained from your face at the realization that you had spent the whole thirty minutes just staring into your closet.
“Well, I guess what I’m already wearing will have to do.” You whispered to yourself, “I feel like I’m forgetting something though…”
You walked out of your bedroom and to your front door, taking a deep breath before opening it.
“Hey!” You opened the door, greeting Wilbur.
“Hey Y/n! You look great!” He responded.
You almost walk out the door then remember that your keys are still inside.
“Oh crap wait I almost forgot my keys! That would’ve sucked oh wow. Uh, come in, you can wait on the couch or something while I find them” You walked back inside, Wilbur following close behind.
“The couch is right over there,” you pointed, “make yourself at home.”
Wilbur walked into your living room and sat on the couch, putting his feet on the coffee table before quickly deciding against it and taking them off.
You were searching around for your keys when you heard the doorbell ring again.
“I thought you said you didn’t have any plans for today?”
“I didn’t…” You responded as you opened the door
“What are you doing here??”
Your ex, Sam, stood in the doorway with a bouquet of flowers in their hand, quickly inviting themselves in.
“I’m so sorry for everything I said to you, I know you and Wilbur are just friends. I didn’t mean it, I was just upset. When I saw you blocked me I knew I had to come right over here and apologize-”
Wilbur walked out of the living room to see you standing in front of Sam with flowers in their hand, his jaw clenching when he remembered who they were.
“What the fuck is he doing here??” Your ex asked, raising his volume noticeably. “Jesus! Everytime I think you might be good for me you immediately prove me wrong with that fuck hanging around!”
“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to,” Wilbur shot back, stepping up to Sam who was considerably shorter than him.
“You think I’m scared of you tough guy?”
“You should be,” Wilbur responded.
They got in each other’s faces and Sam shoved Wilbur before you quickly yelled at them to stop, “Sam get out! I don’t know why you thought it would be okay to come here but you need to leave right now.”
“I’m not going anywhere, doll” Your ex tried to push a strand of hair out of your face but you dodged it.
“Don’t fucking talk to me like that, GET OUT before I call the cops !” You yelled, standing your ground.
They scoffed and started walking towards the door, throwing the flowers on the ground causing petals to fly everywhere.
“Wilbur won’t always be here doll, and I’ll be back to win you over again.”
You slammed the door in their face and slid down it, breaking into a sob once you hit the floor.
“Theyre such a fucking creep!” Wilbur yelled in frustration.
You didn’t respond so Wilbur grabbed the bunch of flowers and put them in the trash, grabbing a broom to sweep up the rest that scattered the floor.
“I don’t think you should spend the night here until you can get a restraining order Y/n.” He advised.
“Where else would I go? I can’t afford a hotel room until then, the courts are so behind right now from COVID-”
“Uhh,” he thought for a second, “you can stay at my place till then, if you’d like?” Wilbur offered.
“You really don’t have to do that Wilbur, you’ve done so much for me already.”
“I insist. They don’t know where I live, and my place is much safer than a hotel anyhow.”
You thought about it for a second before sighing, “yeah I guess you’re right. Let me pack a bag real quick.”
You walked back to your room sniffling. You quickly filled a bag with all the things you would need for at least a week and walked back out to your living room where Wilbur stood.
“Ready to go?”
“Yeah”
The drive to Wilbur’s was a quick one. Comfortable silence filled the air as you stared out the window. The only noise was an occasional sniff to clear your stuffy nose.
Wilbur’s knuckles were white from the force he was holding the steering wheel with.
A few minutes later Wilbur pulled into his driveway.
“Your house is closer than I thought it was,” you thought aloud.
“Yeah, It’s crazy we haven’t at least met up before this,” he added.
“Sucks that this is your first impression of meeting me. I promise it’s not usually this crazy”
“What’s been happening is not your fault at all Y/n,” Wilbur said before stepping out the car and walking around to open your door for you. Grabbing your bag so you could stand up before closing your door and handing you back your bag.
“Beep, beep” the car sounded when Wilbur locked it as you both walked inside.
Wilbur’s house was simply decorated but filled with many tiny meaningful details on the inside. A Polaroid of him, Tommy, and Phil on the fridge, a Youtoos of Niki on the bookshelf in the living room. Simple things to make it look more lived in.
“Where should I put my bag?” You asked him, looking around the room.
“Oh here let me show you the guest room real quick”
Wilbur walked you down the hallway and opened a door revealing a decent sized room with a queen sized bed, a dresser, and a desk.
“It’s not much but it will work for now,” He glanced around the humble room.
You set down your bags and sat on the bed, “No it’s lovely, thank you again. For everything.”
“Of course, I’m going to let you settle in for a bit while I cook something for dinner alright? We can watch a movie or something afterwards.”
“Sure.”
And with that Wilbur left like he said he would and you leaned back into the soft bed, letting it absorb you while you pondered your thoughts for a moment before deciding to put some things away. You put your clothes in the drawers and a few other things you brought on the desk before Wilbur knocked on the door.
“Dinners ready if you want to eat,” he announced.
“Oh good, I’m starving.”
Wilbur brought you to the dinner table and you both ate your food, simple conversations being thrown about in between bites. Once you were done eating Wilbur grabbed your plate and put it in the dishwasher before starting it up.
“Do you want to watch a movie or something?” He asked after clicking start.
“I’m actually really tired,” you admitted. “Would you mind if I went to bed?”
“No of course not,” Wilbur looked at the stove’s time, “it is getting pretty late actually, I think I’ll go to sleep as well.”
You told each other goodnight and went your separate ways, him to his room and you to yours.
Hours later you were stuck staring at the ceiling, restless. You had been trying to fall asleep for hours with no luck.
“I wonder if Wilbur is still up?” You thought to yourself before throwing off the covers and stepping out of bed.
Careful not to make the floorboards creak, you softly walked across the hall to Wilbur’s room. His door was shut and his lights were off. Without thinking you twisted the door knob and looked inside.
“Wilbur?” You whispered, peaking your head in.
“Yeah?” Wilbur’s response was clouded by his groggy voice.
“Are you awake?” You stared at the floor and waited for a response.
“I am now, what’s up?” Wilbur sat up in his bed and turned on a dim lamp on his nightstand.
“I can’t sleep. Do you think- Um…” Your voice trailed off, unable to finish your sentence.
“Y/n?”
“Can I sleep in here tonight?” Your voice was hardly audible, barely a whisper. “I can sleep on the floor or something-“
“Come on,” Wilbur flipped the covers off the opposite side of his bed inviting you to lay down.
You smiled and walked over, climbing in but maintaining the space between the two of you.
“Goodnight Y/n.”
“Goodnight Wilbur.” You quickly fell asleep in the comfort of your friend’s presence.
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A new book has been found !
Book Title: Maybe You’re Not So Bad After All… Part Three
Characters: CC! Wilbur Soot, Reader
Genre: Fluff, Angst
Summary: After your failed minecraft date, you agree to go on a real date with Wilbur.
TWs: Stalkerish ex, crying, a few swear words
Author’s Note: This is the third and final part of this series, the others can be found below.
Part One Part Two
Masterlist
“I’ll pick you up in half an hour?”
“Sounds good.” You answered before saying your goodbyes, leaving the discord call.
“Wow,” you thought aloud to yourself. “I’m going on a real date with Wilbur in thirty minutes.”
“Oh God! Thirty minutes?!” You rushed around your house to get ready.
“What am I supposed to wear when I know absolutely nothing about what we’re going to do?” You stood in front of your closet, sorting through your clothes aimlessly for a while.
“Oh I’ve got nothing to wear! This is horrible!” Your full closet just didn’t seem to hold anything you wanted.
“Ding, dong, ding, dong.” Your doorbell rang.
“WHAT?” You looked down at your phone to check the time and all the color drained from your face at the realization that you had spent the whole thirty minutes just staring into your closet.
“Well, I guess what I’m already wearing will have to do.” You whispered to yourself, “I feel like I’m forgetting something though…”
You walked out of your bedroom and to your front door, taking a deep breath before opening it.
“Hey!” You opened the door, greeting Wilbur.
“Hey Y/n! You look great!” He responded.
You almost walk out the door then remember that your keys are still inside.
“Oh crap wait I almost forgot my keys! That would’ve sucked oh wow. Uh, come in, you can wait on the couch or something while I find them” You walked back inside, Wilbur following close behind.
“The couch is right over there,” you pointed, “make yourself at home.”
Wilbur walked into your living room and sat on the couch, putting his feet on the coffee table before quickly deciding against it and taking them off.
You were searching around for your keys when you heard the doorbell ring again.
“I thought you said you didn’t have any plans for today?”
“I didn’t…” You responded as you opened the door
“What are you doing here??”
Your ex, Sam, stood in the doorway with a bouquet of flowers in their hand, quickly inviting themselves in.
“I’m so sorry for everything I said to you, I know you and Wilbur are just friends. I didn’t mean it, I was just upset. When I saw you blocked me I knew I had to come right over here and apologize-”
Wilbur walked out of the living room to see you standing in front of Sam with flowers in their hand, his jaw clenching when he remembered who they were.
“What the fuck is he doing here??” Your ex asked, raising his volume noticeably. “Jesus! Everytime I think you might be good for me you immediately prove me wrong with that fuck hanging around!”
“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to,” Wilbur shot back, stepping up to Sam who was considerably shorter than him.
“You think I’m scared of you tough guy?”
“You should be,” Wilbur responded.
They got in each other’s faces and Sam shoved Wilbur before you quickly yelled at them to stop, “Sam get out! I don’t know why you thought it would be okay to come here but you need to leave right now.”
“I’m not going anywhere, doll” Your ex tried to push a strand of hair out of your face but you dodged it.
“Don’t fucking talk to me like that, GET OUT before I call the cops !” You yelled, standing your ground.
They scoffed and started walking towards the door, throwing the flowers on the ground causing petals to fly everywhere.
“Wilbur won’t always be here doll, and I’ll be back to win you over again.”
You slammed the door in their face and slid down it, breaking into a sob once you hit the floor.
“Theyre such a fucking creep!” Wilbur yelled in frustration.
You didn’t respond so Wilbur grabbed the bunch of flowers and put them in the trash, grabbing a broom to sweep up the rest that scattered the floor.
“I don’t think you should spend the night here until you can get a restraining order Y/n.” He advised.
“Where else would I go? I can’t afford a hotel room until then, the courts are so behind right now from COVID-”
“Uhh,” he thought for a second, “you can stay at my place till then, if you’d like?” Wilbur offered.
“You really don’t have to do that Wilbur, you’ve done so much for me already.”
“I insist. They don’t know where I live, and my place is much safer than a hotel anyhow.”
You thought about it for a second before sighing, “yeah I guess you’re right. Let me pack a bag real quick.”
You walked back to your room sniffling. You quickly filled a bag with all the things you would need for at least a week and walked back out to your living room where Wilbur stood.
“Ready to go?”
“Yeah”
The drive to Wilbur’s was a quick one. Comfortable silence filled the air as you stared out the window. The only noise was an occasional sniff to clear your stuffy nose.
Wilbur’s knuckles were white from the force he was holding the steering wheel with.
A few minutes later Wilbur pulled into his driveway.
“Your house is closer than I thought it was,” you thought aloud.
“Yeah, It’s crazy we haven’t at least met up before this,” he added.
“Sucks that this is your first impression of meeting me. I promise it’s not usually this crazy”
“What’s been happening is not your fault at all Y/n,” Wilbur said before stepping out the car and walking around to open your door for you. Grabbing your bag so you could stand up before closing your door and handing you back your bag.
“Beep, beep” the car sounded when Wilbur locked it as you both walked inside.
Wilbur’s house was simply decorated but filled with many tiny meaningful details on the inside. A Polaroid of him, Tommy, and Phil on the fridge, a Youtoos of Niki on the bookshelf in the living room. Simple things to make it look more lived in.
“Where should I put my bag?” You asked him, looking around the room.
“Oh here let me show you the guest room real quick”
Wilbur walked you down the hallway and opened a door revealing a decent sized room with a queen sized bed, a dresser, and a desk.
“It’s not much but it will work for now,” He glanced around the humble room.
You set down your bags and sat on the bed, “No it’s lovely, thank you again. For everything.”
“Of course, I’m going to let you settle in for a bit while I cook something for dinner alright? We can watch a movie or something afterwards.”
“Sure.”
And with that Wilbur left like he said he would and you leaned back into the soft bed, letting it absorb you while you pondered your thoughts for a moment before deciding to put some things away. You put your clothes in the drawers and a few other things you brought on the desk before Wilbur knocked on the door.
“Dinners ready if you want to eat,” he announced.
“Oh good, I’m starving.”
Wilbur brought you to the dinner table and you both ate your food, simple conversations being thrown about in between bites. Once you were done eating Wilbur grabbed your plate and put it in the dishwasher before starting it up.
“Do you want to watch a movie or something?” He asked after clicking start.
“I’m actually really tired,” you admitted. “Would you mind if I went to bed?”
“No of course not,” Wilbur looked at the stove’s time, “it is getting pretty late actually, I think I’ll go to sleep as well.”
You told each other goodnight and went your separate ways, him to his room and you to yours.
Hours later you were stuck staring at the ceiling, restless. You had been trying to fall asleep for hours with no luck.
“I wonder if Wilbur is still up?” You thought to yourself before throwing off the covers and stepping out of bed.
Careful not to make the floorboards creak, you softly walked across the hall to Wilbur’s room. His door was shut and his lights were off. Without thinking you twisted the door knob and looked inside.
“Wilbur?” You whispered, peaking your head in.
“Yeah?” Wilbur’s response was clouded by his groggy voice.
“Are you awake?” You stared at the floor and waited for a response.
“I am now, what’s up?” Wilbur sat up in his bed and turned on a dim lamp on his nightstand.
“I can’t sleep. Do you think- Um…” Your voice trailed off, unable to finish your sentence.
“Y/n?”
“Can I sleep in here tonight?” Your voice was hardly audible, barely a whisper. “I can sleep on the floor or something-“
“Come on,” Wilbur flipped the covers off the opposite side of his bed inviting you to lay down.
You smiled and walked over, climbing in but maintaining the space between the two of you.
“Goodnight Y/n.”
“Goodnight Wilbur.” You quickly fell asleep in the comfort of your friend’s presence.
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A new book has been found !
Book Title: Maybe You’re Not So Bad After All… Part Three
Characters: CC! Wilbur Soot, Reader
Genre: Fluff, Angst
Summary: After your failed minecraft date, you agree to go on a real date with Wilbur.
TWs: Stalkerish ex, crying, a few swear words
Author’s Note: This is the third and final part of this series, the others can be found below.
Part One Part Two
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“I’ll pick you up in half an hour?”
“Sounds good.” You answered before saying your goodbyes, leaving the discord call.
“Wow,” you thought aloud to yourself. “I’m going on a real date with Wilbur in thirty minutes.”
“Oh God! Thirty minutes?!” You rushed around your house to get ready.
“What am I supposed to wear when I know absolutely nothing about what we’re going to do?” You stood in front of your closet, sorting through your clothes aimlessly for a while.
“Oh I’ve got nothing to wear! This is horrible!” Your full closet just didn’t seem to hold anything you wanted.
“Ding, dong, ding, dong.” Your doorbell rang.
“WHAT?” You looked down at your phone to check the time and all the color drained from your face at the realization that you had spent the whole thirty minutes just staring into your closet.
“Well, I guess what I’m already wearing will have to do.” You whispered to yourself, “I feel like I’m forgetting something though…”
You walked out of your bedroom and to your front door, taking a deep breath before opening it.
“Hey!” You opened the door, greeting Wilbur.
“Hey Y/n! You look great!” He responded.
You almost walk out the door then remember that your keys are still inside.
“Oh crap wait I almost forgot my keys! That would’ve sucked oh wow. Uh, come in, you can wait on the couch or something while I find them” You walked back inside, Wilbur following close behind.
“The couch is right over there,” you pointed, “make yourself at home.”
Wilbur walked into your living room and sat on the couch, putting his feet on the coffee table before quickly deciding against it and taking them off.
You were searching around for your keys when you heard the doorbell ring again.
“I thought you said you didn’t have any plans for today?”
“I didn’t…” You responded as you opened the door
“What are you doing here??”
Your ex, Sam, stood in the doorway with a bouquet of flowers in their hand, quickly inviting themselves in.
“I’m so sorry for everything I said to you, I know you and Wilbur are just friends. I didn’t mean it, I was just upset. When I saw you blocked me I knew I had to come right over here and apologize-”
Wilbur walked out of the living room to see you standing in front of Sam with flowers in their hand, his jaw clenching when he remembered who they were.
“What the fuck is he doing here??” Your ex asked, raising his volume noticeably. “Jesus! Everytime I think you might be good for me you immediately prove me wrong with that fuck hanging around!”
“Who the fuck do you think you’re talking to,” Wilbur shot back, stepping up to Sam who was considerably shorter than him.
“You think I’m scared of you tough guy?”
“You should be,” Wilbur responded.
They got in each other’s faces and Sam shoved Wilbur before you quickly yelled at them to stop, “Sam get out! I don’t know why you thought it would be okay to come here but you need to leave right now.”
“I’m not going anywhere, doll” Your ex tried to push a strand of hair out of your face but you dodged it.
“Don’t fucking talk to me like that, GET OUT before I call the cops !” You yelled, standing your ground.
They scoffed and started walking towards the door, throwing the flowers on the ground causing petals to fly everywhere.
“Wilbur won’t always be here doll, and I’ll be back to win you over again.”
You slammed the door in their face and slid down it, breaking into a sob once you hit the floor.
“Theyre such a fucking creep!” Wilbur yelled in frustration.
You didn’t respond so Wilbur grabbed the bunch of flowers and put them in the trash, grabbing a broom to sweep up the rest that scattered the floor.
“I don’t think you should spend the night here until you can get a restraining order Y/n.” He advised.
“Where else would I go? I can’t afford a hotel room until then, the courts are so behind right now from COVID-”
“Uhh,” he thought for a second, “you can stay at my place till then, if you’d like?” Wilbur offered.
“You really don’t have to do that Wilbur, you’ve done so much for me already.”
“I insist. They don’t know where I live, and my place is much safer than a hotel anyhow.”
You thought about it for a second before sighing, “yeah I guess you’re right. Let me pack a bag real quick.”
You walked back to your room sniffling. You quickly filled a bag with all the things you would need for at least a week and walked back out to your living room where Wilbur stood.
“Ready to go?”
“Yeah”
The drive to Wilbur’s was a quick one. Comfortable silence filled the air as you stared out the window. The only noise was an occasional sniff to clear your stuffy nose.
Wilbur’s knuckles were white from the force he was holding the steering wheel with.
A few minutes later Wilbur pulled into his driveway.
“Your house is closer than I thought it was,” you thought aloud.
“Yeah, It’s crazy we haven’t at least met up before this,” he added.
“Sucks that this is your first impression of meeting me. I promise it’s not usually this crazy”
“What’s been happening is not your fault at all Y/n,” Wilbur said before stepping out the car and walking around to open your door for you. Grabbing your bag so you could stand up before closing your door and handing you back your bag.
“Beep, beep” the car sounded when Wilbur locked it as you both walked inside.
Wilbur’s house was simply decorated but filled with many tiny meaningful details on the inside. A Polaroid of him, Tommy, and Phil on the fridge, a Youtoos of Niki on the bookshelf in the living room. Simple things to make it look more lived in.
“Where should I put my bag?” You asked him, looking around the room.
“Oh here let me show you the guest room real quick”
Wilbur walked you down the hallway and opened a door revealing a decent sized room with a queen sized bed, a dresser, and a desk.
“It’s not much but it will work for now,” He glanced around the humble room.
You set down your bags and sat on the bed, “No it’s lovely, thank you again. For everything.”
“Of course, I’m going to let you settle in for a bit while I cook something for dinner alright? We can watch a movie or something afterwards.”
“Sure.”
And with that Wilbur left like he said he would and you leaned back into the soft bed, letting it absorb you while you pondered your thoughts for a moment before deciding to put some things away. You put your clothes in the drawers and a few other things you brought on the desk before Wilbur knocked on the door.
“Dinners ready if you want to eat,” he announced.
“Oh good, I’m starving.”
Wilbur brought you to the dinner table and you both ate your food, simple conversations being thrown about in between bites. Once you were done eating Wilbur grabbed your plate and put it in the dishwasher before starting it up.
“Do you want to watch a movie or something?” He asked after clicking start.
“I’m actually really tired,” you admitted. “Would you mind if I went to bed?”
“No of course not,” Wilbur looked at the stove’s time, “it is getting pretty late actually, I think I’ll go to sleep as well.”
You told each other goodnight and went your separate ways, him to his room and you to yours.
Hours later you were stuck staring at the ceiling, restless. You had been trying to fall asleep for hours with no luck.
“I wonder if Wilbur is still up?” You thought to yourself before throwing off the covers and stepping out of bed.
Careful not to make the floorboards creak, you softly walked across the hall to Wilbur’s room. His door was shut and his lights were off. Without thinking you twisted the door knob and looked inside.
“Wilbur?” You whispered, peaking your head in.
“Yeah?” Wilbur’s response was clouded by his groggy voice.
“Are you awake?” You stared at the floor and waited for a response.
“I am now, what’s up?” Wilbur sat up in his bed and turned on a dim lamp on his nightstand.
“I can’t sleep. Do you think- Um…” Your voice trailed off, unable to finish your sentence.
“Y/n?”
“Can I sleep in here tonight?” Your voice was hardly audible, barely a whisper. “I can sleep on the floor or something-“
“Come on,” Wilbur flipped the covers off the opposite side of his bed inviting you to lay down.
You smiled and walked over, climbing in but maintaining the space between the two of you.
“Goodnight Y/n.”
“Goodnight Wilbur.” You quickly fell asleep in the comfort of your friend’s presence.
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Book Title: Platonic Breakup
Characters: CC! Dreamwastaken, Reader
Genre: Angst
Summary: Dream has been receiving a lot of hate and takes it out on the wrong person.
Tws: Aggression
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“Everything is just too much right now.” Dream sighed, laying back on his bed
“It’s alright, Dream. Really, it will all blow over soon.” You assured him.
Truthfully, you didn’t even believe yourself, so why should he?
You pitied your friend, he often got undeserving hate but this was hitting him particularly harder than usual. His phone was blowing up nonstop with hate about a video he put out a few days ago.
“It’s not alright! It’s not!” Dream yelled as he shot up from the bed, “nothing about this is alright.”
Dream continued his yelled vent. He started pacing the room and ended up right in front of your face.
He stopped for a second, jaw clenched and looked you up and down, “things like this don’t just go away, Y/n.” He spit, “A mere idiot could see that clearly from a mile away.”
“I understand you’re upset, but you need to back up. Now.” You demanded, staring deeply into his eyes.
He stood there for a second longer thinking of his options before angrily grabbing the pillow next to you and backing up a few feet.
“When you calm down, call me and we can hang out. Until then I’m leaving.” You stood up and walked towards the bedroom door.
As you walked out the door Dream whipped the pillow he had just picked up towards the wall next to the door. Consequently shattering a picture hanging up and spraying broken glass all over.
You just shook your head in disappointment and shut the door, shaking the glass off of your shoe before leaving your friend’s house.
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A new page has been found !
Book Title: Platonic Breakup
Characters: CC! Dreamwastaken, Reader
Genre: Angst
Summary: Dream has been receiving a lot of hate and takes it out on the wrong person.
Tws: Aggression
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“Everything is just too much right now.” Dream sighed, laying back on his bed
“It’s alright, Dream. Really, it will all blow over soon.” You assured him.
Truthfully, you didn’t even believe yourself, so why should he?
You pitied your friend, he often got undeserving hate but this was hitting him particularly harder than usual. His phone was blowing up nonstop with hate about a video he put out a few days ago.
“It’s not alright! It’s not!” Dream yelled as he shot up from the bed, “nothing about this is alright.”
Dream continued his yelled vent. He started pacing the room and ended up right in front of your face.
He stopped for a second, jaw clenched and looked you up and down, “things like this don’t just go away, Y/n.” He spit, “A mere idiot could see that clearly from a mile away.”
“I understand you’re upset, but you need to back up. Now.” You demanded, staring deeply into his eyes.
He stood there for a second longer thinking of his options before angrily grabbing the pillow next to you and backing up a few feet.
“When you calm down, call me and we can hang out. Until then I’m leaving.” You stood up and walked towards the bedroom door.
As you walked out the door Dream whipped the pillow he had just picked up towards the wall next to the door. Consequently shattering a picture hanging up and spraying broken glass all over.
You just shook your head in disappointment and shut the door, shaking the glass off of your shoe before leaving your friend’s house.
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A new book has been found !
Book Title: Maybe You’re Not So Bad After All… Part Two
Characters: CC! Wilbur Soot, Reader
Genre: Fluff to slight Angst
Summary: You decide to do a minecraft date with Wilbur but it doesn’t quite go as planned.
TWs: Break up mentions, rude ex.
Author’s Note: This is the second part of this three part series! Below is the other released parts.
Part One
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After a few days of hanging out together online, off stream, you had taken a real liking to Wilbur. Once you put aside your competition to be Tommy’s internet sibling, you two actually had a lot in common. Every time you guys hung out you were both constantly laughing and smiling.
Wilbur was really helpful in assisting you get over your break up, he had been keeping you very occupied. When he realized you were feeling better about it, he asked you about a stream idea he had.
“What would you say about going on a minecraft date for a stream?” Wilbur asked you over the discord call.
“That sounds like fun, let’s do it!” You agreed, smiling ear to ear just thinking about it.
Wilbur had decided that he would have Foolish build a restaurant in the middle of nowhere on a server Wilbur owned. It only took Foolish a few hours to build it and make it look nice. Wilbur then had to figure out who the waiter would be.
“Who’s going to be the waiter?” You’d asked him over and over, trying to prepare for who you’d be spending your time on stream with. “It’s not Tommy is it?”
Wilbur laughed, “No, it’s not Tommy.” He reassured you, “but it is a surprise, so stop asking. You’ll find out who it is when it’s time for the date.”
Date.
The word rang out between your ears.
You were about to stream a minecraft date with someone who you seemingly publicly hated, for all of his viewers.
“Wilbur, what if your chat hates me?” You worried, scrunching your eyebrows in deep thought.
“They won’t. Everytime we’re on a stream together they are always begging me to be nice to you.” He chuckled thinking of your past feud. “This is going to be quite the whiplash for all of them.”
“I mean Tommy doesn’t even know that we’re friends now, does he?” You questioned Wilbur, knowing he talked to Tommy more frequently.
“No, he doesn’t. He’ll find out soon though I’m sure. I’m going to go and start up my stream, alright?”
“Yup, I’ll be here.”
Wilbur deafened and muted in the discord call, leaving you all alone with your thoughts for a few minutes.
“Ding.” Your phone buzzed with the Twitch notification for Wilbur’s stream.
Curious, you clicked the notification and pulled up his stream on your phone. Instantly an ad played so you decided to subscribe for the first time so you didn’t miss his intro. After you subscribed you refreshed the stream and Wilbur’s face appeared.
“Hey Chat, how are you all doing?” Wilbur leaned into his mic and spoke gently, watching him do so made you giggle.
“Oh shit.” You said aloud to yourself as you saw his sub box update.
“Oh! If it isn’t the person of the hour!” Wilbur stood up and threw his arms in the air, “Y/n subscribed with tier one!”
Chat stopped moving for a split second. The calm before the storm it would seem because soon after it exploded with questions.
“What??”
“Person of the hour?”
“Y/n?!”
“Chat, today I am going on a Minecraft date with Y/n!” Wilbur announced, only causing the chat to go even faster.
You could see mods deleting messages left and right and honestly it was more funny than concerning.
“Poor mods,” you thought to yourself.
Wilbur however just seemed to move on, sitting back down in his seat and messaging you.
“You ready?”
“Ready as I’ll ever be.” You responded, opening up minecraft and turning on your camera.
Wilbur stopped for a second to look at you, “wow.” He thought to himself before quickly averting his eyes when you looked in his direction.
Wilbur unmuted and undeafened, switching his screen to minecraft. “Y/n!” He yelled, walking up to you in the game.
“WIlbur! Hey!” You smacked him and he jumped back.
“OWW!” He screamed.
“Oh god, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” You quickly apologized and Wilbur moved on almost immediately.
The restaurant looked so much better than Wilbur had told you. It looked like an Applebees got dropped in the middle of a flower field. It was perfect and because of that you had a cheesy smile plastered on your face. Wilbur could’ve sworn his heart skipped a beat when he saw it.
You both strolled up to the front door of the restaurant and Wilbur opened it for you.
“What a gentleman,” you remarked as you passed through the doorway.
Wilbur could feel his cheeks burning, and chat was calling him out on it, much to his dismay. You noticed and blushed yourself, making Wilbur feel a bit better.
“Where’s the host?” You asked looking around for someone to seat you.
“I think we can just seat ourselves?” Wilbur answered unconfidently before leading you to a table in the corner where you both sat down.
“Good afternoon.” Another British voice echoed through the restaurant before walking up to you.
“Oh! George is the waiter?” You laughed at his character’s silly waiter outfit.
“Whose George? I’m Jorge.” George plainly stated.
“Oh my bad, Jorge is the waiter then?”
“Mhm,” Wilbur hummed.
George dropped two pictures on the table, one for each of you. “Here are your menus, I’ll be back in a minute to take your order.”
“Thank you!” You opened the menu to look at it. “What do you think you’re going to get?”
“Uhm, I’m not sure.” Wilbur responded looking to the corner of the room before laughing.
You turned around to find what he was looking at and saw George crouched in the corner staring at the two of you at your table, causing you to break out laughing yourself.
“Are you ready to order?!” George screamed from across the restaurant.
To match his energy Wilbur did the same, screaming, “Yeah we’re ready!!” back at George.
George walked back over, “what would you like to order?” he asked you.
“I’d like some steak and a water if that’s alright?” You responded, throwing your menu on the floor near him.
“Alright, and for you?” He questioned your date.
“Could I also just get steak and a water?”
“Sorry,” George answered, “All out of both.”
“Oh- umm,” Wilbur looked back at his menu, “Can I have mushroom soup then?”
“Sure.” George took Wilburs menu and left.
“What a coincidence I ordered the last of both, they must have been really busy today.” You looked at Wilbur’s stream and saw his chat had slowed down ever so slightly.
“Sure looks like it.” Wilbur glanced around the empty restaurant as George made his way back over to the table.
“Two orders of steak and two waters.” He recited before dropping them on the table.
“I thought you said that you had run out of both?” Wilbur took all the food before handing you back yours.
“No, I never said that.” George ran back into the corner to watch you two again.
“What an odd guy.” You remarked making Wilbur chuckle.
“Yeah, I’m not so sure about him.”
You started eating your food and talking about random things while you both enjoyed your food.
“Buzz.” Your phone went off.
Thinking it was a text from Wilbur you smiled and picked it up before your smile quickly dropped upon reading the message.
“I can’t believe you would just immediately jump on Wilbur to get back at me. You don’t even fucking like him! Really glad I broke up with you now that I’m seeing your true colors Y/n.”
Wilbur looked at your camera confused and sent you a message on discord, “Y/n, what’s wrong??”
Your eyes started watering as you finished reading the text from your ex and Wilbur decided it was time to end the stream, not knowing why you were on the edge of tears. He deafened in discord briefly to end stream, messaging George asking him to leave and that he would explain later.
With George and Wilbur now both gone you started sniffling, letting stray tears fall down as you blocked your ex.
“What’s wrong? What happened??” Wilbur asked once he returned to your call.
“I sent a screenshot.” You told him before bringing your knees to your chest in your chair.
You waited a few seconds for Wilbur to read it, wiping away the last of your tears.
“Why didn’t you block them?”
“I just did, I forgot.”
Wilbur sighed and frowned at your tear stricken face, just wanting to be able to comfort you.
“Do you have anything else to do today?” He asked, breaking the silence.
“Umm,” you thought of your plans for the day, “No I don’t think so, why?”
“Do you want to go on a real date?” Wilbur realized how he sounded and started to backtrack, “It doesn’t have to be romantic or anything if you don’t want it to be. I think it could be a nice distraction, we can just go somewhere and do something fun-”
You cut off Wilburs rambling and said, “I’d love to go on a real date.” a soft smile crossing your face as Wilbur sighed in relief.
“I’ll pick you up in half an hour?”
“Sounds good.” You answered before saying your goodbyes and leaving the discord call.
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Book Title: Hold Me?
Characters: CC! Wilbur Soot, Reader
Genre: Comfort
Summary: You’ve been upset all day so Wilbur comes home to comfort you.
TWs: Crying, general upset
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Your sniffling echoed through the house, only making you want to cry more. It felt like everything was going wrong in your life and you were in your house alone, left with your thoughts to think about it all. After hours of crying you were sitting in your bedroom on the cold floor. You were curled up into a ball trying to keep your tears from further staining your flushed face.
‘Click.’ The front door of your house faintly unlocked and shut in the distance.
You would normally notice this immediately but today you were too distressed to even begin to notice the British man wandering silently through your house.
“Y/n?” Wilbur worriedly called out, finally gaining your attention.
“Wait, Wilbur?” You stood up off the ground where you sat curled up and peaked your head out your bedroom door.
Wilbur’s face was framed with pity. Your lip started quivering as the feelings came back much more intense than before.
“Wilbur!” You ran into his arms and immediately broke into a sob, your legs giving out causing the two of you to fall to the floor.
“Oh my, what happened?? Y/n are you alright?” Wilbur scanned your body in his embrace to make sure you weren’t physically hurt.
“I-“ you spoke in between broken sobs, “don’t want to talk about it. Please… Could you just hold me for a while?”
“Of course, we can stay here as long as you need dear.” Wilbur adjusted to further wrap his arms around you, resting his head on yours.
“Thank you, Wilbur.” You choked out.
Eventually your sobs happened less and less and the tears stopped falling. Besides your breath skipping every now and again, you sounded fine. Wilbur looked down at you and realized you fell asleep. The exhaustion from crying put you right to sleep in the comfort of his embrace.
Wilbur turned his head and placed a kiss on your temple, “sleep well darling.”
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Book Title: Hold Me?
Characters: CC! Wilbur Soot, Reader
Genre: Comfort
Summary: You’ve been upset all day so Wilbur comes home to comfort you.
TWs: Crying, general upset
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Your sniffling echoed through the house, only making you want to cry more. It felt like everything was going wrong in your life and you were in your house alone, left with your thoughts to think about it all. After hours of crying you were sitting in your bedroom on the cold floor. You were curled up into a ball trying to keep your tears from further staining your flushed face.
‘Click.’ The front door of your house faintly unlocked and shut in the distance.
You would normally notice this immediately but today you were too distressed to even begin to notice the British man wandering silently through your house.
“Y/n?” Wilbur worriedly called out, finally gaining your attention.
“Wait, Wilbur?” You stood up off the ground where you sat curled up and peaked your head out your bedroom door.
Wilbur’s face was framed with pity. Your lip started quivering as the feelings came back much more intense than before.
“Wilbur!” You ran into his arms and immediately broke into a sob, your legs giving out causing the two of you to fall to the floor.
“Oh my, what happened?? Y/n are you alright?” Wilbur scanned your body in his embrace to make sure you weren’t physically hurt.
“I-“ you spoke in between broken sobs, “don’t want to talk about it. Please… Could you just hold me for a while?”
“Of course, we can stay here as long as you need dear.” Wilbur adjusted to further wrap his arms around you, resting his head on yours.
“Thank you, Wilbur.” You choked out.
Eventually your sobs happened less and less and the tears stopped falling. Besides your breath skipping every now and again, you sounded fine. Wilbur looked down at you and realized you fell asleep. The exhaustion from crying put you right to sleep in the comfort of his embrace.
Wilbur turned his head and placed a kiss on your temple, “sleep well darling.”
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Book Title: Hold Me?
Characters: CC! Wilbur Soot, Reader
Genre: Comfort
Summary: You’ve been upset all day so Wilbur comes home to comfort you.
TWs: Crying, general upset
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Your sniffling echoed through the house, only making you want to cry more. It felt like everything was going wrong in your life and you were in your house alone, left with your thoughts to think about it all. After hours of crying you were sitting in your bedroom on the cold floor. You were curled up into a ball trying to keep your tears from further staining your flushed face.
‘Click.’ The front door of your house faintly unlocked and shut in the distance.
You would normally notice this immediately but today you were too distressed to even begin to notice the British man wandering silently through your house.
“Y/n?” Wilbur worriedly called out, finally gaining your attention.
“Wait, Wilbur?” You stood up off the ground where you sat curled up and peaked your head out your bedroom door.
Wilbur’s face was framed with pity. Your lip started quivering as the feelings came back much more intense than before.
“Wilbur!” You ran into his arms and immediately broke into a sob, your legs giving out causing the two of you to fall to the floor.
“Oh my, what happened?? Y/n are you alright?” Wilbur scanned your body in his embrace to make sure you weren’t physically hurt.
“I-“ you spoke in between broken sobs, “don’t want to talk about it. Please… Could you just hold me for a while?”
“Of course, we can stay here as long as you need dear.” Wilbur adjusted to further wrap his arms around you, resting his head on yours.
“Thank you, Wilbur.” You choked out.
Eventually your sobs happened less and less and the tears stopped falling. Besides your breath skipping every now and again, you sounded fine. Wilbur looked down at you and realized you fell asleep. The exhaustion from crying put you right to sleep in the comfort of his embrace.
Wilbur turned his head and placed a kiss on your temple, “sleep well darling.”
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A new page has been found !
Book Title: Hold Me?
Characters: CC! Wilbur Soot, Reader
Genre: Comfort
Summary: You’ve been upset all day so Wilbur comes home to comfort you.
TWs: Crying, general upset
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Your sniffling echoed through the house, only making you want to cry more. It felt like everything was going wrong in your life and you were in your house alone, left with your thoughts to think about it all. After hours of crying you were sitting in your bedroom on the cold floor. You were curled up into a ball trying to keep your tears from further staining your flushed face.
‘Click.’ The front door of your house faintly unlocked and shut in the distance.
You would normally notice this immediately but today you were too distressed to even begin to notice the British man wandering silently through your house.
“Y/n?” Wilbur worriedly called out, finally gaining your attention.
“Wait, Wilbur?” You stood up off the ground where you sat curled up and peaked your head out your bedroom door.
Wilbur’s face was framed with pity. Your lip started quivering as the feelings came back much more intense than before.
“Wilbur!” You ran into his arms and immediately broke into a sob, your legs giving out causing the two of you to fall to the floor.
“Oh my, what happened?? Y/n are you alright?” Wilbur scanned your body in his embrace to make sure you weren’t physically hurt.
“I-“ you spoke in between broken sobs, “don’t want to talk about it. Please… Could you just hold me for a while?”
“Of course, we can stay here as long as you need dear.” Wilbur adjusted to further wrap his arms around you, resting his head on yours.
“Thank you, Wilbur.” You choked out.
Eventually your sobs happened less and less and the tears stopped falling. Besides your breath skipping every now and again, you sounded fine. Wilbur looked down at you and realized you fell asleep. The exhaustion from crying put you right to sleep in the comfort of his embrace.
Wilbur turned his head and placed a kiss on your temple, “sleep well darling.”
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Every writer on Tumblr: “I would combust out of love if someone ever drew fanart of my fic!!”
Me: “oh man I wanna draw this scene BUT THEY WOULD PROBABLY HATE IT AND HATE ME FOR THE NERVE”
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A new book has been found !
Book Title: Maybe You’re Not So Bad After All…
Characters: CC! Wilbur Soot, Reader
Genre: Angst to Fluff
Summary: You and Wilbur are constantly at war, competing to be Tommy’s internet sibling. You can hardly stand to be near each other, so what happens when you accidentally call Wilbur after a break up?
TWs: Swearing, break-up
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“Hey Tommy!” Your Minecraft character strolled over to Tommy’s, smacking him once he was in reach.
“Hey Y/n!” Tommy exclaimed, smacking you back, “the rest of the gang are over here, come on.”
Tommy led you over to the otherside of the hill, voices growing louder the closer you got. You stopped once you spotted the all too familiar yellow sweater.
Tommy led you over to the otherside of the hill, voices growing louder the closer you got. You stopped once you spotted the all too familiar yellow sweater.
“Tommy, why is he here?” You scoffed, wondering if it was too late to back out of the stream.
“If it isn’t Y/n.” Wilbur walked right up to you before dropping lava at your feet.
“What the fuck?!” You exclaimed as you ran to the water nearby to put yourself out.
“Come on! Can’t you two just get along for today?”
“He’s the one lighting me on fire! I haven’t done anything to him!” You replied walking over and punching Wilbur as soon as Tommy turned his back.
“See,” Wilbur punched you back and Tommy noticed, not believing your innocence for a second. “He’s so violent, not setting a very good example I might add.”
Tommy sighed and decided to tune the two of you out. You met up with Phil and started to help him find resources while Wilbur and Tommy goofed off.
“I can’t believe him.” You told Phil angrily.
“You should cut him some slack. You both want what’s best for Tommy, you just have different ways of attaining it is all.” Philza advised you, throwing you two shields he had made. “Go give one of those to Tommy and save the other for yourself.”
“Alright, I’ll be back in a minute if that idiot doesn’t kill me in cold blood.”
Philza laughed and you set off to find Tommy. After some searching through villages you finally found the two talking on top of the mountain you had spawned at. You walked up to them, carefully scaling the mountain before throwing the shield on the ground.
“Here you go Tommy, Phil told me to give this to you.”
“Thanks, Y/n!” Tommy put on the shield as a creeper walked up behind him, unnoticed by him and yourself.
“Tommy, creeper behind you! Use your shield!” Wilbur screamed, backing away from the two.
Tommy quickly threw up his shield and killed the creeper seconds before it would have blown up.
“Ay, thanks man.” Tommy looked around him to make sure the area was clear of monsters before he went back to trying to organize his mess of an inventory.
“That was awfully brotherly of me, wasn’t it Tommy?” Wilbur declared, trying to rub in your face that you weren’t the one who saved Tommy.
“I- yeah?-”
“Oh don’t flatter yourself,” you interrupted. “It was a friendly gesture at best.”
“It’s a good thing no one asked you then isn’t it?” Wilbur sneered, spitting as he talked.
“Hey! Hey,” Tommy stood between the both of you, “there’s no need for all that! I think of both of you as family!”
“Okay, but obviously you’re closer to one of us right?” You remarked, snaking around Tommy to sneak a punch at Wilbur which he quickly reciprocated.
“It’s okay Tommy, you can tell Y/n that you like me more.”
“PHIL!” Tommy’s voice trailed off as he ran back towards the village the Phil was setting up at.
“See what you did?” You punched Wilbur, “now you’ve frazzled the poor kid.”
“What I did?? That was obviously your doing!”
“Not even close.”
You and Wilbur threw punches and harsh words back and forth for the rest of the stream. You two clearly wanted nothing to do with each other but were sticking it out for Tommy. If it wasn’t for Tommy you would probably have just blocked Wilbur and moved on with your life, but for some reason Tommy desperately wanted the two of you to get along. He wanted his perfect little internet family no matter your discomfort. So, you stuck out for him. If only to rub it in Wilbur’s face that Tommy fought to keep you around.
After a few hours Tommy decided to call it. You guys hadn’t beated the ender dragon and it didn’t seem like it was going to happen tonight, despite your best efforts. Unfortunately this meant that you would yet again have to put up with Wilbur’s antics tomorrow.
You shut minecraft and said your goodbyes, leaving the discord call. A few seconds later your phone buzzed on your desk. You flipped it to see the lock screen and unlocked it.
It read, “Two missed messages from ‘My Love <3’ just now”
“Oh,” You smiled thinking to yourself, “I wonder what they want, they must have just gotten off work.”
Your face dropped once you clicked to read the messages.
“I don’t think I can do this anymore.”
“I just can’t stand to be with you anymore”
“Oh,” You closed your phone as tears started falling rapidly, welling up in your eyes making it hard to see no matter how often you wiped them.
In a panic you went back to discord on your computer and frantically rang Niki. On the very last ring it picked up and before she could even get a word in you started scrambling to explain what happened. It was hard to understand you however because every few seconds a sob would ring through you and interrupt your sentence.
“Take a deep breath, calm down, and explain what’s wrong.” A deep British voice told you through the phone.
“Huh?” You were quickly snapped out of your panic when you heard the British man on the other side of the call.
You wiped at your eyes until you could see the caller ID, “Wilbur? I-, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to call you- I must have clicked the wrong name, it’s fine I’ll just hang up now.”
“No, no it’s alright,” Wilbur reassured you softly, a stark difference from his usual tone with you. “You obviously needed someone to talk to. I just want to know, what happened?”
You took a deep breath and nodded, “I guess since I’m already here I might as well talk to him.” You thought to yourself.
You took your time in explaining how right after you left the discord call you had checked your phone and seen that you had gotten a text from your now ex that they wanted to break up, reading the texts off to Wilbur.
“What a prick!” He yelled, soon thereafter informing you that if you wanted him to, he was not above going to their house and beating them up for breaking up with you so harshly.
You laughed and let him know that he didn’t need to do that, but that you’d let him know if you change your mind.
Your laugh just sparked something in Wilbur. He had never been the one to make you laugh before. Maybe in anguish, but never a genuine laugh like the one you just let out. The more Wilbur thought about it, the more he wanted to make you laugh again and again.
So that’s exactly what he did. You spent the next hour or so on call with him, constantly laughing at his stupid jokes.
“Hey,” You said in between a laugh, “maybe you aren’t so bad after all…”
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Whenever a mutual reblogs or likes one of my posts I’m always like “MWAUH” and I give ‘em a big kiss on the forehead over the interwebs and I hope they can feel it
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