𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 +𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒
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⤷‧₊˚﹟ ⋆ 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵, i write
about pretty boys who
play minecraft ₊⊹
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WILBUR a request from @stellarchu hope you like it hun <3
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"He wished it was him"
🥯 ˖⋆࿐ ໋₊ ˖ ۪۪݁ ଘ ‧₊ ⋆ . ⋆
AN : ANGST IM SORRY
they / them pronouns
"Y/N! Wait up!" Wilbur could feel his shoes hit the cold pavement, a smile apparent on his face as he followed the sweet sound of giggles, his heart full and content in this moment. He watched in awe as they ran up the hill, the wind sweeping their hair along with the breeze, and the sun allowing such a beautiful glow to radiate off of them
It would be an understatement to describe what Wilbur felt for them as love.
"You've gotta catch me Will!"
Years had long passed since the two had met, they were just immature children then, but as they always say, some things never change, and Wilbur was happy that it was this way.
He was happy.
He recalled all the times that you had slipped on the hill as a child. All the times you would race down the hillsides, shoelaces blowing crazily with the wind, excited screams and wide smiles, summer breeze, the smell of the sea side and most importantly, you.
You and your soft voice, warm eyes, tender heart and lost soul, You were one of a kind, the type of person that people write songs about.. the type of person that fills your heart to the brim with love
He remembered the way your silhouette looked against the falling sun, it's rays falling behind mountains as it rested for the day, only for the moon to rise and shine it's lunar light against your skin, illuminating your soft features as you chased fireflies and shared midnight secrets
He remembered the way your parents yelled at you when you arrived home that night, it was far past midnight, your skin glistened and wet clothes hung from your body. He missed swimming on summer nights, he missed every little bit of you
He could vividly see your fingers brushing through tall grasses, intricately knitting flowers into headbands and running through his messy curls as the salty air became overwhelming, but he felt at home
The hill against the ocean, the place that held your hearts and far more secrets than worth reminiscing on, this was home
It was your secret sanctuary, a place that held your childhood laughter, teenage dreams, and now... now it held your ghost.
You planned to bring your kids here, to fall deeper in love and to live through your youth on this hill, but things don't always go to plan
He wished it was him, never in a million years would he want to lose you the way he had. He was broken, stuck in a loop as if you were still there waiting on the hill for him, but you never were
you planned to meet today, you promised to sit beside him, but as the clouds pushed past blue skies and day soon sizzled into night the boy was reminded of your soul, the one thing he missed more than anything
Wilburs feet hit the pavement again, but he no longer ran, he no longer followed the sound of your childish banter, his hands grew cold, heart empty, and body achining to hold you again, but you were gone, slipped through his finger tips, and all he had was the hill, the hill and it's silent memories of the only person who could warm his aching heart
He watched the sun creep into the horizon, but it no longer shone the way it did for you, and as the moon found it's way into the sky alongside stars and constellations Wilbur found himself allowing tears to gently fall from his lashes and onto his pink cheeks
"I just want you back" He'd whisper as he caught a nearby firefly in his hands, holding it close to his heart just as you did when you were children, and he wished, he prayed on every passing star and with all his energy, but as he opened his eyes, and the firefly slipped through his fingers he could still feel the overwhelming cold
He was alone. just him, the hill, and the ghost of you.
THE AUTHOR SPEAKS : hiiii ily !! And you look very handsome/pretty today !!
I'm thinking about writing a dream fic based on the song tangerine by glass animals, but I'm currently working on blueberry faygo (my sapnap fic) o.O so I'm not sure yet ... but I'm gonna TRY
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