#im a sucker for sbi ok

[mysticalsoot]

he said he'd cure your ills (but he didn't and he never maybe will)

A/N: this one didn't end as sad as I intended. this was supposed to be entirely angst but I got distracted. i also can't stand to villianize Wilbur for too long before wanting to cry so yeah. it's not entirely angst, but still majorly angsty! if anyone wants a seperate one to continue this vers or the other, just lmk! I will happily write it.

TW// cheating mentions, swearing, mild manipulation, Wilbur is an asshole and honestly you shouldn't forgive someone who cheats BUT this is fiction and I am a sucker for Wilbur so that's a fault of me, mostly entirely angst, bittersweet ending, heights ummm I think that's it??

Words: 2.7k

Pairings: Cc!Wilbur x Reader

Pronouns: not mentioned, a few uses of y/n

Inspired by;  The Smiths – This Night Has Opened My Eyes

Fluff version here

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"Wilbur," You begin, voice trembling and caked in uncertainty, "Don't go. You can't."

"Why can't I? I have free will," Wilbur's tone is sharp like claws that slowly pick at the flesh around your heart, begging to rip it from your chest. And you're sure it will. His arms are flayed out, stretched out on either side of him. The same way they always are when he's angry. "Who's to stop me from leaving your pathetic excuse of a person?"

"You don't mean that.." Your voice gives out at the end, and you back up from him and into the wall. You want to run.

You want to scream.

You want to call him names.

Yell at him the way he's been doing to you.

Threaten him in the same ways, only worse and more tortuous than he could ever come up with.

But he's right.

You're pathetic, and so you curl up inside yourself, you freeze, and you die inside. You're rotting from the outside in. You're rotting, and isn't it his fault?

"I mean every word." His words come out slowly, it's calculated, the way he says it. It's like he really does mean to hurt you, that every word is a swing of the sword he's wielded for months. Slowly getting duller as each swing cuts deeper.

First, it was the distance; he stopped being as affectionate in public or at home. He no longer asked for it either, he just let you initiate it as if it was a chore he'd rather forget about for months on end. But you let it go, he was probably just tired!

And then it was the phone calls; his phone would ring and he would leave the room. He always said it was "work" stuff, but you knew the people he worked with and you were even friends with his manager, let alone his bandmates. But you let that slide too. Who knows, maybe it was a secret project! It's not that concerning..

The last straw was your friends. They were his as well, but they were just as much yours as they were his.

They were the ones that caught him. Up until this point you had been willingly oblivious, always pushing the gut feelings and the second thoughts as far away from you as possible and burying them six feet in the ground.

Wilbur was out during the day, he had gone to the beach that day (although he told you he went to the studio), to meet up with them. James was walking past the boardwalk that afternoon and he saw the tall man over by the water, out of the corner of his eye. He thought it was odd given the fact that Wil almost never went to the beach without you. So, he moved to a closer spot and hid far enough away that he wouldn't be noticed by his friend but close enough he could still see. It was deceptive and over the top, yes, but James was always one for theatrics.

He watched as Wilbur had gotten closer to the person he was with, holding their face the same way he watched him hold yours. He smiled at them the same way he smiled at you. But this person, they were the complete opposite of you and it made James' blood boil. He knew that you had no knowledge of this person because if you had known, he would have known. And he was in the dark, so you must be too.

And unfortunately, he was right. He went to the others first, the band, Alex, Tommy, Niki.. He covered all the bases for your closest friends and gathered them all together for dinner and game night at his place. And so, James told them everything, everything he saw or heard; the fact you probably didn't know.

They hatched a plan that night, after discussing all of the details, and their own suspicions. The plan was simple, they would stage an intervention. When worded like that, it sounds as if they pushed you into it. They didn't, the words they used were this; we found something out and we think you should know, but we have to tell you in person; and don't bring Wilbur.

It caught you off guard for sure and it filled your body with buzzing worry and nausea. But it subsided when you had gotten to the agreed apartment (Niki's), only to build again when you saw the expressions on their faces. Ones of grief, guilt, and pain.

They told you everything.

And then you went home (after plenty of comforting until you were semi-stable again), and you told Wilbur. You knew. There was no getting past you anymore. The secret was out.

And now you're here. He's making it out to be your fault and you so desperately want to believe it's not, but his arguments are more compelling and convincing than you thought.

"You, Y/N, have always been a nuisance. You're clingy, and possessive, you talk too much and you never know when to stop. It's always Wilbur this and Wilbur that. You never give me a break. You're overbearing, you're controlling. And I hate every fucking bit of your shit existence!" It hurts so bad to hear every word he says and know that he means it. The ache in your chest feels like a throbbing and if you didn't know better you would've assumed your heart had been ripped out and shredded over and over and over again, the hole in your chest then gushing blood from the half-assed job of heart surgery. All done by the sharpness of Wilbur's words.

God, you wished this was just a dream.

"If I'm such a nuisance, why have you stayed?" You ask, tears burning the skin of your red cheeks. The bags under your eyes are more prominent now than ever, it's the exhaustion from life combined with the stress of...this.

"Because I pitied you," He pauses, eyes narrowing before stepping forward, closer to you, "I never loved you."

You wish this was a dream, it has to be. He's not this cruel, it can't be him.

"What about the promises you made? Did those mean nothing to you?" You're begging him to spare your heart now, to not rip into it in the same way he ripped it from your chest. Your tone simply begs; please spare me, Wilbur, please.

"I never meant a word." He’s stern in the way he speaks, sure to lace his words with venomous hatred. "How do you not understand? I don't like you, nobody likes you. You are nothing to me." The words slice right through you, clean and quick which doesn't help the pain of his words any. It merely worsens it, how can someone who's told you he loves you, be so cruel? What did you do to deserve this?

"How can you not understand how your actions affect people, huh? What? Did you skip basic etiquette in school? Or are you just that much of an asshole?" You spit back, your anger now overruling any anxiety you hold in your body, the grief is now anger, and its an out of control flame.

“Well, I'm fucking sorry for trying to spare your emotions!"

"Oh wow, you care so much about me. Fuck you, William." He's stepped back and you can tell he's eyeing the door, planning his escape from the burning words that leave your lips. "You, are a poor excuse for a man..and a friend."

"If you can't take what you dish, leave." You let all emotion drain from your voice, and you stand tall. His mouth opens, anticipating to speak but nothing happens. He simply groans and walks out the front door.

And then he's gone.

----

You had spent the next year wishing you would eventually wake from the nightmare you lived. It never happened, you split off from Wilbur and hadn't heard from him since. And to help, you moved away from Brighton to London, and made sure to avoid any of his band's gigs. You still kept in contact with your friends, they always checked in and they would visit whenever they were in town. James stayed the closest, it seemed he had the most sympathy for you. They all did, but his extended further than the rest. You couldn't understand why.

He would stay at yours for a few days at a time, instead of the hour visits the rest would do. You enjoyed his company, and his kindness never failed to make you smile. It was nice to know someone had your back, even if your life prior to your move became so turbulent.

You never found out who the other person was, you didn't really care either. I mean for the most part you were perfectly okay with just not knowing, but you are human so a part of you was just a little bit curious. But you didn't waste your time looking, you simply let the theories run wild in your mind, never seeking the truth. It spared your heart, never looking.

You had run through the possibilities of how you could find out, but you really did not expect to find out when you went back to Brighton to visit family. You didn't want to go back by any means, it hurt too much, made your chest ache where his words had clawed out the flesh and your heart in one go. But you went, it hurt, but you went.

You were window shopping for the day, passing by the shops near the beach, and then you saw the spot James told you he found them. It was by the old tattered pier, by one of the poles.

You stopped there, and stared. It wasn't the most polite, sure, but you couldn't help yourself. Who cared if you clogged walking traffic for a moment or two?

You wondered what she had that you didn't, was it her looks? Was she smarter than you? Did she annoy him less, pay more attention to him? You couldn't quite figure it out, all you knew was thinking of the two of them shamelessly gush over each other in public, turned your stomach round and round like a carousel. You wanted to puke.

This is what hell is, isn't it? Your own mind torturing yourself with what ifs and ideas of what could have been. Or what you did wrong.

You went to walk away, move on with your life yet again, and you did but you quickly ran into another person.

“Sorry, sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going.” The words slur together into a single string of sound, and you quickly walk past them and down the sidewalk before even catching a glimpse of them.

-----

Unfortunately that isn't the last you saw of Wilbur and his new partner. This time there was a more personal interaction. Tommy had invited you out for a vlog he was filming, you hadn't been a guest in his vlogs lately and he “missed your humor”. What he forgot to mention was that Wilbur was invited too, although Tommy apologized profusely and told you he forgot he even asked his brother in the first place. You didn't mind it much, I mean it wasn't like you would get up and leave Tommy's vlog over something as petty as being around your ex. Even despite how shitty Wilbur was in the end.

For the most part you were able to avoid the man quite well. He was an hour late to Phil's place before leaving. Thankfully Phil let you take shotgun and once you four arrived at the agreed theme park you could easily hide away next to Phil as the two boys annoyed the shit out of each other. Tommy humming an able sisters song was involved. He got hit in the head. Phil did a lot of scolding during the drive.

Your plan worked out decently until it came down to the last ride, Tommy begged you to ride it with him and Wilbur-- he knew you had gone on it before and that you didn't find it very scary so you riding it with a terrified Wilbur seemed pretty comedic to Tom. You sitting there with a blank face while Wilbur and Tommy most likely screamed their heads off did seem quite entertaining to the kid.

You went in line first, ahead of the boys. Phil stayed behind holding everyones stuff that they couldn't take with them but Tommy managed to keep his camera to film. He was going between you and Wilbur and sticking it in either of you guys’ faces, trying to get the funny angles he loved to throw in.

“Tommy, what is it with you and putting cameras in your friends’ faces?” You cross your arms, a mischievous smile paintined on your features. The line ahead is a good amount of people long so you had plenty of time to goof around.

“It's funny!” Tommy lets out his usual wheeze like laugh and puts his camera away for now.

“You just like annoying us,” Wilbur adds, playfully rolling his eyes while he, himself smiles.

“Maybe!” Tommy stretches out the word and scoots to stand in front of you in the line, the people in front of you still not yet moving.

It took a good twenty minutes before the three of you were able to finally get through the line and into the ride, and once you did, you could see the anxiety fill both Tommy and Wilbur simply by how their faces went pale.

“You two okay?” Your gaze switches from Wilbur to Tommy and back to Tommy again.

“I’m fine.” Wilbur states, his voice wavering in an unsure manner you hadn't heard from him in ages.

“Tommy?”

“Also okay! As fine as ever!” Tommy’s back stiffens and he pulls out his camera to take some shots before the ride starts.

He doesn't get more than a few words in before the coaster car speeds up the incline ahead.

Both boys nervously laugh just before coaster speeds down, and they scream. You simply laugh in amusement as their faces churn into a fearful expression.

The pattern repeats throughout the rest of the ride, Wilbur and Tommy laughing and then screaming while you watch the two lose their minds. The boys' screams would get louder and more terrified whenever a twist would go upside down, or when the incline went straight down.

"Soo, how was it boys?" You tease the two of them, nudging both of them in the sides.

Wilbur's eyes go wide and he looks down to meet your eyes, "I never feared heights more." He earns a laugh from you and something twists in his gut, it's not a bad feeling, but he can't pinpoint what feeling it is.

You look to Tommy, "I can't believe this was my idea." A shiver runs down his spine and he shakes, and then runs to Phil the moment he comes into view. There Phil stands, bags and cameras, water bottles and candy in hand, holding his kids' stuff in true dad fashion.

Phil then hands out everyone's stuff to each respective person and he too asks how it was.

"Meh." is your answer.

"Terrifying." is Wilbur's answer.

"I've never regretted something more." is Tommy's answer.

Phil just laughs at everyone's answer, patting his son's on the back, before ruffling up your hair. His signs of affection.

"Hey, Wilbur- Y/n?" Phil's voice breaks his string of laughter, his smile still evident.

You both hum in response, both looking to him like little kids awaiting instructions.

"Can you two go take this extra stuff to the car while Tommy and I get stuff set up for the arcade?" The request is simple, and he doesn't mean any harm. But both you and Wil are anxious about this, surely silence will fill the air when the two of you are alone, but there's a voice in the back of your head that says it won't be as quiet.

Yet, the two of you agree and various bags and candy is stuffed in you guys' arms. Phil hands the keys to you, and Wilbur whines to him about how he's the most responsible one but Phil just laughs and shrugs it off.

You're a few feet away from the other two, "So, how's your year been?" Your question shatters the silence like a glass plate on concrete. It's abrupt, and it spooks Wilbur for a moment.

"Kinda shit, I guess." He shrugs and his voice is low and unsure and his eyes are fixated on the stone pathway beneath you.

"How's that girlfriend of yours?" You spare a glance back at him, since he's fallen behind you a bit. He sucks in a breath, body tensing.

"I'm not with her anymore." Wilbur's eyes gaze downwards, refusing to look at you. A part of you is sad for him, but another part of you is..happy? The feelings and thoughts are confusing, the conflicting ideas being entirely new to you.

"Oh." You don't say much more, instead you just let the silence take over for the rest of the walk.

It's only a few minutes before you're scrambling to unlock the car, and you haphazardly open the trunk, doing your best to not drop anything while you open it with your left hand.

"I'm sorry." Wilbur mumbles to you as he puts the last bag he was holding in the trunk.

"You are?" You ask, leaning up against the back of the car after you shut it closed. Your head tilts to the side as you look at him and you cross your arms over your chest. He doesn't look to you.

"Yeah," He nods, and then he swallows nervously.

"What you did wasn't right. You should've communicated with me, Wil." You stand up straight, arms falling to either side of you and you take a couple steps towards him.

He doesn't look up, "Man, do I know that."

You reach up to hold his face, to bring his gaze to meet yours. "You should have told me what was wrong, whatever was wrong. You still haven't told me."

"There was..a lot. I don't think you'd want to hear it all right now. In a fucking theme park parking lot at that." A small laugh leaves his chest and you smile slightly at the action.

"Maybe not today, but someday?"

"Yeah, yeah, someday."

The two of you leave it at that, and head back to meet Phil and Tommy. The four of you spend the rest of your day without cameras or arguments, you simply hang out and eat stupid amounts of candy and play every game in the arcade with the only goal of beating the high scores until you started to get tired. You were sitting at a nearby table, next to Wilbur with your head against his shoulder.

"Could we ever make up?" He cautiously lets an arm rest over your shoulders, you graciously take the touch, reaching your left hand up to intertwine your fingers with his.

"Maybe." You yawn, "Just maybe."

So you nuzzle further into him, and he sighs. He's happy, you're happy, even if the day was bittersweet, there's still hope.

He wasn't a bad person, just a person who did a really shit thing.

tags; @at0micc0la (since you reblogged the first vers lmao)

[bronzetomatoes]

hmm ok!! i can only rec for dsmp out of those three fandoms, and you might've read some of these already so sry annika :( but:

the entirety of the blood brothers series by lockergirl is ~81,000 words! youd have to download more, but its all got a happy ending, good humor even with the angst, basically tommy is the blood god and adopts sbi as his patrons and stuff (but really they're all adopting him is their little brother)

https://archiveofourown.org/series/2714209

ludus by dragonire slays so hard, ~75,000 word clingyduo royalty au where tommy's a prince and tubbo's been hired as his bodyguard. he meets tommy on his first day but doesnt realize that tommy is prince theseus and things escalate lol. it starts off pretty fluffy, then it gets a but more intense, but the ending is happy and sweet so i think this works for you!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33371470

when the curtains fall by drhair76 is a ~28,000 word sbi sitcom au oneshot. they're all tv family but tommy wants more and is sort of struggling with balancing the line between onscreen family and real family. im a sucker for actor au's ngl but even if youre not, the angst isn't overpowering! its pretty under your word count tho :/

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36550126

broken rhythms by areuswritesfanfic(~52,000 words) is pretty bedrock bro's centric in a way, a bit more angsty but essentially techno and tommy got kidnapped when they were little, techno escaped but tommy didn't, and now he's on the hunt to get his little brother back. its also under your word count but its not TOO short so i think it'll be good!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35314570

drinks in new york city by moonlight_mist is also under your word count at ~45,000 words (sorry i just have a bad attention span) but i CANNOT RECOMMEND IT ENOUGH!!!! tommy basically gets transported into a video game where he's like a minor antagonist and is also stuck in a time loop. crimeboys enemies to brothers pog, the ending isnt the happiest ever but its still pretty nice.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31909279

the into the innitverse series by diapason is ~106,000 words of spiderinnit LETS GOOOO! theres a minor dnf thing going on but thats mostly in the george interlude thing so you can choose to skip and ignore that part if you so wish. manages to keep spider-man's personality while also keeping tommy's in the same character, good angst while still being humorous and not killing you, definitely read it if you like spiderinnit things!

https://archiveofourown.org/series/2095338

cataclysm by thanotaphobia is ~202,000 words and also it makes me want to eat my fucking hat. GOD its so good and ive never heard anyone talk abt it but NOM. LOTS OF ANGST, ROYALTY AU BUT IT SLAPS!!!! tommy is a boy king and his nation has just been rampaged by emerald duo! they take him in and its a lot of push and pull between all of sbi, things really come to a head at the end and its just so amazing. the end isnt the happiest and fluffiest but its still very good and fairly satisfying (i say this as a hater of long fics ending anywhere near sadly) and its got a hefty word count so you might like if if you havent read it yet!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33905305

half moon, high tide by meridies is ALSO under your word count at ~31,000 (i apologize) but GODDAMN ITS GOOD. wilbur's a dropout florist, techno works at a museum, and tommys a new intern that techno HATES. wilbur tries to get rid of tommy for techno but gets attached and Things happen. not crushing angst but its there and its amazing!! highly recommend even tho its like not the word count you wanted.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32752300

devil town by hooray my absolute beloved. ~100,000 words, and by no means the happiest fic on this list, but its AMAZING. not super duper sbi centric, the 3 pov's are techno, tubbo, and quackity, but the entire story is abt finding tommy after he's gone missing so jt counts? very angsty, very eerie (but not actually creepy or scary) and has the exact vibe of a tumbleweed at midnight. this was my favorite fic for so long and that def says smth lol

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32673658

godling by jk_kat is ~66,000 words and i havent read it in a while but i remember loving it. basically tommy is the youngest child in sbi's god life and he went missing a decade ago, but tubbo KNOWS he's out there. using his compass, he goes to find tommy and then stuff happens but i'm not gonna spoil lmao. its got everything: fluff, angst, platonic soulmates, and magic so i think itll be a fun read if you havent read it yet!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29010087

you might've already read guitar strings and key rings are what it takes to build a home but its ~63,000 words and its an sbi foster au. enough said lol. angst, found family, finding trust where you've learned to never search for it before, the whole package. need i say more?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30355959

wasteland by empyrean03 is ~90,000 words and its only on this list bc its the fic i downloaded last year while i had no service for a week!! definitely worked for me but its extreme gore and violence (like srsly HEED THE TAGS) and its a zombie apocalypse au but it might be too angsty for what youre looking for. it just felt like a disservice leaving it out so here!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31179371

the saturday series by scumbagsimon, yes more downloading bc its a series but also!!! SUPERHERO AU!!! overdone but THIS ONE i swear its not like the other gir- the other fics its different pls give it a chance even if you hate superhero au's :( ~62,000 with all 3 fics combined (its benchtrio) but it kills all 3. angst and crime fighting and found family galore, def read if ur willing to do some extra downloading

https://archiveofourown.org/series/2254952

sorry for the crazy long anon but i was given the chance to talk abt my fav fics and i also love hearing myself talk. here you go, sry if its overwhelming/under your word count/you've already read it. happy reading!! :D

NO DUDE THANK YOU SO SO MUCH DONT EVEN WORRY ABOUT THE WORDCOUNT THING 🙏🙏 you have done me a great service homie ALSO sorry for the late reply my connection stopped working so I got tired of waiting and went to bed 💀 but TY

[griffintail]

i read your rant and i just hope ur doin ok (q□q

but here is an sbi!lost ones children as an attempt to make u feel better ewe)/

(note: i had an artblock and drew them instead of finishing a drawing ; v;))

and my favourite dsmp character is philza minecraft the bravest man (bc im a sucker for family figures (~w~ ))

Im trying. Getting better everyday.

And awwwww! Its do cute! Thank you! This is fantastic. 

And thats a moood. 

[letsfluxshitup]

I heard sdv au? 👀 Please share, I’m already invested in this even though I know nothing about it

im a sucker for sbi fd and twins techno and wilbur, so the Farmer is actually wilbur and techno (techno decided to leave the city and buy a farm impulsively)(wilbur insisted he had to come to as technos older brother to protect him (what if the people there are murderers? what if they're extroverted??))

tommy is a child that lives in the woods. I refuse to make it angsty he's just built different <3

philza sold the farm to techno but also runs the fishing place! I didn't really think of why phil would have the deed to the farm and choose not to live there but he's a fisherman guy ok he likes his fishing and he likes traveling across the ocean he doesn't have Time for a farm?

I haven't really filled out anyone elses roles hmm

another essential bit is tommy doesn't understand the concept or parents or specifically phil having a gender. (Phil is simply phil. He is not his dad and he is not a man.)(I'm obsessed with built different c!phil who doesn't care at all about gender things)

Another essential bit is tommy doesn't actually realize that techno and wilbur are different people. he just assumes wilbur gets sick a lot and techno is his last name. Techno desperately tries to keep wilbur and Tommy from meeting (he believes they'll get along in the worst way possible(for techno anyways)) and wilbur either doesn't care or isnjsut oblivious dkskfmksmfksmf

[evienyx]

Okay so I know which fandoms your WRITE for cause. Ya kno. Looked at your ao3 and whatnot. But im curious about any other fandoms you’re into...? Like, things that you read stories for or follow blogs centred around em???? ✨genuinely curious✨ but no pressure

Uh, okay, this is a bit of a difficult question, but I would say these would be the fandoms that I have either read fanfictions for or actively sought out different things on like Tumblr for.

ATLA (obviously, tho i don’t read fics for it for some reason)

MCYT, mainly just Dream SMP and SBI stuff (you all know this, i love me some block ppl and found family tropes)

Percy Jackson (and all those other series too)

MCU (listen i got really into fanfic writing bc of peter parker fics ok im sorry sue me)

Detroit: Become Human (mainly connor and hank found family im a sucker for that trope ok)

Game of Thrones (we don’t talk about the last, like, two seasons)

Harry Potter (not intensely, though. more like, nostalgia, bc that was 6 years of my life)

Undertale (this game is the reason i found out fanfics exist thats kinda whack)

Gravity Falls (every time i watch it it gets better omg)

Danny Phantom (but like mainly the fandom, bc when i rewatch the show i remember... i lot of its not that great, but nostalgia)

Steven Universe (i didnt like it while it was running, but ive grown to enjoy and respect it)

SVTFOE (i used to be a curator on this amino, so i legally must include this one)

Miraculous Ladybug (solely the fandom, bc the show is a dumpster fire)

Star Wars (mainly the original trilogy and clone wars cartoon tbh)

Hamilton (placing the characters far far away from the historical figures)

Dear Evan Hansen (i cri evry tiem)

Be More Chill (i mean it is from japan)

Hadestown (i cant not include this musical i love it too much)

Six (same as hadestown, really. no fics for this one, but i love it too much to not mention it)

Beetlejuice TMTMTM (again, same as w six and hadestown, no fics or anything for this one, i just love it too much to not say so)

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There’s probably more, but I can’t think of them at the moment. Still, there you go. This is also sort of a ranking? Not really, near the bottom, but at the top, yeah, they’re definitely in order. I’d say it’s a ranking, top to bottom, from ATLA to Game of Thrones, and then the rest are not in any particular order at all.