tntduo because my soul is rotting at a very high speed
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Confessions over Water and Wine by Ranbootslol for commaclear
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
09 Nov 2022
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“And what do you want, Quackity?” Wilbur asks.
“I want to kiss you.”
“So why don’t you? What’s stopping you?” He asks, ignoring the butterflies in his stomach when the man says this.
“Everything,” The man breathes, and cups his hands around Wilbur’s face.
The clear impact of this is clear on his face, and he almost sputters out an apology. However, he realizes that the man isn’t mad at him. At least it doesn’t look like it.
Looking into the man's eyes is like looking into a galaxy of stars.
Or: Wilbur goes to Las Nevadas to apologize and angsty confessions ensue (and maybe a little bit of romance, if he's lucky)
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Monarchy of Roses by Ranbootslol for Endergirl
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
10 Nov 2022
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“Quackity… if I- if I tried to hug you right now, would you let me?” His voice wobbles, unsteady and unsure, like he can’t believe what he’s saying.
“Depends. Do you have a knife in your pocket to stab me in the back with?”
“Oh, you wish,” Wilbur smirks, color returning to his face, and a giggle forming in his throat.
He feels giddy, the face Quackity makes in return only fueling his passion. He wishes he would stop staring at his lips, wondering what they would taste like if-
“And Wilbur.. If I tried to kiss you right now.. Would you pull away?” The thin framed man asks.
Wilbur is speechless.
Quackity smirks one last time before pulling him in and simultaneously stopping time itself.
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Your Heart Lies in October by Ranbootslol for mothman_dan
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF
23 Oct 2023
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An exhausted creative writing major named Wilbur needs inspiration to write for his class. Luckily, an awkward encounter with an intriguing debate club member might be just what he needs. Gay ensues.
Or: College AU where "Q pines, Wil dies, and we all have a good (weird) time" -my friend after being asked to make a summary for this fic
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“Where is he?” Q asks, still hearing the choked gasps of his once esteemed rival.
Foolish looks around. He points to the closet. “Maybe in there?” He almost goes to open it but stops and asks Q, “You or me?”
“Here, I’ll do it. He might recognize me this time,” Quackity says.
Foolish steps aside, watching Q as he opens the door cautiously.
Curled into a ball on the ground, is Wilbur.
He hiccups with sobs and his shoulders shake, hair covering his face. Q hadn’t seen it before, but now it’s impossible to ignore: the white streak in Wilbur’s hair.
Or: Wibur's revival, but instead of the crater of L'manburg, he's spawned next to Las Nevadas
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- Part 4 of tntduo because my soul is rotting at a very high speed
- Part 1 of my little traumatized bois
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There is something so terrible about the way Wilbur looks at Quackity. As if Quackity is about to take a glass bottle and smash it on his head. This certain endless type of fear that collides into his sharp features and stabs Q in the heart.
13 years changes people. But of all people it could change, he never thought Wilbur Soot would be one of them.
Or: Wilbur and Quackity are still coming to terms with his revival. Wilbur cannot be forgiven, so why is Quackity acting so merciful?
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- Part 5 of tntduo because my soul is rotting at a very high speed
- Part 2 of my little traumatized bois
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“But what about red? There’s an awful lot of red in Las Nevadas,” He remembers saying.
“They remind me of a certain flower,” Quackity had responded, trying to play it off.
“You like flowers, Quackity?”
“Crocus flowers. I used to see them growing in between the cement when we were- back when Wilbur was still alive.”
Quackity likes flowers. Ghostbur also likes flowers.
Or: Ghostbur brings flowers to Quackity and doesn't know that he had done this before, days before L'manburgs destruction. Character studyish!
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That they said, "I'll love you to death" by Ranbootslol for SoupZardous
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Star Wars - All Media Types
17 Nov 2023
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Wilbur had gone to look for berries when he heard the sound.
It was not often he heard someone in as much agony as the man was, lying there on the ground, bloody gash covering his knee where armour might usually be. His pants appeared half-ripped where the wound bled.
He was one of the bad ones, Wil could tell. The mark on the little bit of armour still clinging to his body had the symbol he knew. He was one of them.
Or: Wilbur finds an injured trooper (Quackity) in the woods. Comfort and understanding ensues, along with some realizations along the way.
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“Quackity?” Wilbur asks back.
“No, no, not Quackity. It’s Tommy. Are you with me?”
He shakes his head and burrows his head into his arms.
“Wilbur, it’s Tommy. Relax. Look, I’m- I didn’t mean to make you freak out like this. I-I was just-” He can hear the panic in Tommy’s own voice. “I was freaked out too. Okay? It’s gonna be alright, just breathe,” He says. He wishes that he could.
Tommy pushed him. Tommy pushed him because he’s a terrible person and deserves to suffer in Limbo until he’s so far gone he’s forgotten his own name. He deserves it. Wilbur deserves it.
or: Wilbur comes back from the dead with an apology lingering on his tongue. He apologises to Tommy, the right way.
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- Part 3 of my little traumatized bois
- Part 8 of tntduo because my soul is rotting at a very high speed
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This is Wilbur's first time at a strip club.
The strobe lights and loud music are horrendous, it smells like a wet mop, and he is one more bad interaction from taking his plate of breakfast food in a to-go box and leaving.
Until Q gets on stage.
Or: Wilbur gets his shit rocked
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Nausea dissipates in his stomach as Wilbur slides the switchblade back into his pocket and surveys the landscape.
Bare trees shake when a chill cuts through the open air, they sway as brown leaves skitter on the blank concrete.
He looks down at the sidewalk, blotted with drops of blood like a seep-through gauze. He almost heaves, but instead it comes out a sharp breath. The mutilated corpse is finally still, it does not stir or thrash like it was and seems now to be eerily silent, leaving Wilbur as he was before. The only living man left on the roads of destruction.or: Wilbur and Quackity, in the wreck of civilization, find normalcy in each other
(This book is entirely one of fiction and does not take anything other than the character profiles from the Dream SMP)Series