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How did Wilbur find himself here exactly? Working as a Mall Santa Claus, employees helping stuff pillows into his outfit to make him appear like he’d spent years eating nothing but milk and cookies. A scratchy beard sat on his face, golden-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.
Well, it was simple really. Wilbur worked a decently paying job, had his own apartment, and even had a small YouTube channel to the side where he posted some of his songs. He didn’t have a large following or anything, but he had a nice community.
But a nice community didn’t pay the bills. He had enough for his apartment and groceries, but sadly didn’t have much savings to buy expensive things for himself.
And when Wilbur saw a very expensive guitar hanging in the window, a large sign saying it was 50% off, he just had to have it. He’d wanted a new one for a while. Don’t get him wrong, the one he has is nice and has plenty of sentimental value, being one his mother gave him, but he wanted to treat himself to something this Christmas.
Or, Tommy asks Mall Santa Wilbur for a new dad, Wilbur provides.
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- Part 76 of Fractal’s One Shots
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05 Feb 2024
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Tommy was a lonely star. No planets orbited him. No life felt his warmth. No plants grew from the rays of sunshine emitting from him.
He was far too small to have such things. Far too hot to ever approach any other living thing. And star spirits could never ever be near one another. Their forces would simply collide and wipe them both from existence.
Tommy was made to be alone.
Yet they did not stop the pain in his heart. The all-consuming loneliness that devoured him whole.
Tommy watched as the universe turned and grew around him, other star systems brimming with life and praising their star spirit. No one had ever praised Tommy for the light he brings. No one had ever said thank you for being you.
No one had ever felt the warmth of his smile.
Until that day.
Or, Space Dragon Wilbur finds the greatest, brightest treasure of all.
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- Part 77 of Fractal’s One Shots
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05 Feb 2024
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If you asked Phil about gods, he would say that all gods are bastards.
Well, maybe beside Lady Death, as he is very happily married to her but the rest could crash and burn and he would clap for their demise.
Before, he allowed the worship of them in his country. He was a King who only prayed to one but he knew that his subjects weren’t the same. So he held the worships, he allowed the festivities, he sent animals to sacrifice. It was good. Till gods decided to ‘punish’ him.
______Directly inspired by Minotaur myth but instead of slaying the monster, we will have some dark adoption :3
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the art of falling down (the beauty in being caught) by bitsinboots for ChocolatesLovechild
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
11 Nov 2021
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Tommy gets drunk.
He decides to call his former father.
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"You're not theirs, you're mine. Do you understand me, Tommy?" Wilbur's hand came up to grip the blonde's chin, not harshly but it wasn't a soft grasp either. "You are mine."
or; Wilbur gets an itty bit jealous of the voices Tommy hears and dark crimeboys ensues
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- Part 9 of finch's warm ups