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Wilbur's Hatred For Art (and Learning How to Love Again) by sp00nz
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game)
12 Aug 2022
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Her hand moved across the canvas and towards Wilbur’s, wrapping her fingers around his palm. “Tommy would have loved this, Wilbur. To think you hated art- I am so proud of you .”
“How did you know him?” Kristin asked, at least he thought. He didn’t quite catch her exact words.
Wilbur was so confused . “I don’t know,” he answered honestly, not hiding the slight stutter in his voice.
The room was so overwhelmingly dark.
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Or the fic where Wilbur must remember that life doesn’t always imitate art.
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Wasting Your Time by shutupanakin
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF, Dream SMP
08 Feb 2022
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“Wh— what?” Tommy choked out, his voice hoarse from the lack of use all day.
The man rolled his eyes, as if he didn’t just ask a completely impolite question. “I said, do you have any booze?”
Tommy sat still. He reached into his jacket pocket, his hand finding only a plastic pen. Could he stab this man with a plastic pen?
Tommy pulled said piece of plastic out, visibly holding it up. “I have a pen.” Something about the bemused look on the man's face made Tommy click it, and again, repeatedly.
click click click click click click click click—
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or; Tommy planned on dying. He meets Wilbur instead.
Series
- Part 1 of Jubilee Failed
- Part 1 of shutupanakin (writing edition)
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strings of fate by bonesandthebees (bonesandcacti)
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
09 May 2023
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The boy standing in the mirror wasn’t Wilbur.
He blinked a few times, and the boy in the mirror did too. He lifted a hand, with the stranger doing the same. When he flipped the reflection off, the bony and bruised hand flipped him off in return.
“This isn’t me,” Wilbur whispered in the stranger’s voice, the reflection mouthing the words in time with him.
This wasn’t him and yet the reflection in the mirror was telling him it was. The boy had curly blonde hair that was styled similarly to Wilbur’s, except the fringe wasn’t nearly as long. Wide set blue eyes stared at him, and after a moment of being frozen, he squeezed them shut, wondering if his reflection would be back to normal when he opened them.
His eyes blinked open, and he saw he was still blonde and blue-eyed. Fuck.
or, Wilbur is bored of the monotony of his life in a small town, and wishes for a new life. Meanwhile, Tommy is tired of the isolation that comes with living in the city, and wonders what it would be like to have a closer family.
Neither one meant they wanted to start swapping bodies.
or or, a Your Name au.
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planes and hugs, trains and sushi (they’ll make you jump under trains before helping you) by Anonymous
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF
13 Sep 2022
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He looked around at the people. It was all the same. They were the same. Having the same conversations and interactions, talking about things Wilbur had found arbitrary, but now he was focusing on every single word, trying to find meaning in them.
He felt the same jolt, and the jerk of blinding pain. He once again cried out and everything came crumbling down around him. He was shaking so much that he couldn’t hold his phone, his vision was blurring.
“We’re sorry, the Blue Line Train has been delayed, we apologize for the inconvenience.”
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oooo crimeboys soulmate au for a writing contest >:D (the writing contest got canceled so its off anon now hey)
Series
- Part 2 of moo’s favorite (finished) fics <333
- Part 6 of sev’s dsmp writings