i don't miss you - wilbur x male reader -DISCONTINUED-

one

y/n pov

_hiccup hit the ground too hard while fighting dxzzyi

"GODDAMNIT DIZZY!" y/n smashed his hands onto his keyboard and burst into laughter. dizzy and him we're playing 1v1's on bedwars, and y/n hadn't been doing well. he had just gotten back into minecraft (due to artemis forcing him.)

"it's alright! you'll get used to it, just keep practicing with me! come on, you'll be a pro in no time! you're already amazing at strategy out of minecraft, so just add that to here!" dizzy made a good point, i was always quick to think up a plan when something didn't work out. if i could apply that here, then-

dxzzyi was slain by _hiccup

"how the hell did you do that?! where did you come from?" dizzy giggled as she talked. if she was being honest, she was heavily impressed. "it was great, but damn!"

y/n laughed a bit. "i hid in my own bed defense with invis pots, it worked amazing apparently!" dizzy smiled at her screen, even though nobody could see her. she was happy that she could get y/n to play with her, and he was already doing so well.

"im so proud of you, y/n" she whispered.

"thank you, but it was just a kill in bedwars-"

"no, just. take the fucking compliment." her insult forced a snort out of y/n.

"alright, whatever diz."

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"what do you mean he's streaming? who is? and what the hell is streaming?" y/n and artemis had been going over some of y/n's lyrics, when artemis said zey had to leave because some 'tommyinnit' was streaming.

"god, you're an idiot sometimes cupid." ze sniffled a chuckle.

"seriously, answer my questions, it's not funny you prick."

"twitch, you know it?" trying to make sense of the dream smp would be a fucking nightmare, so artemis decided to just tell y/n about the streamers ze watched and let him do all the researching by himself. he loved to do that shit anyways.

"yeah, kinda, why?" he waited for answers.

"well, tommyinnit is a streamer on twitch. it's youtube, but live and not edited." artemis dumbed everything down to an easy to understand level, not like y/n really needed it dumbed that far down.

"i guess that makes some sense. alright, go ahead. ill practice some chords and call up cipher or something." y/n sighed, grabbing his phone and getting ready to end the call. "bye archie"

"bye y/n!" click. y/n put his phone down and flopped backwards onto his bed. he lived in a small apartment in crawley, just on the border of brighton. it was cozy, but it was quite tiny. kitchen, small living room, bathroom and 2 bedrooms. there wasn't an apartment in the complex that had 1 bedroom, and it wasn't like it was expensive considering it was half the size of the first, so it didn't really matter to y/n.

he felt his eyes flutter and shut before he even noticed he was tired.

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first person y/n pov

i woke up, not realizing i had even fallen asleep before. rubbing my eyes and folded myself over and sat up.

"i said i'd call cipher, didn't i?" cipher was in a band of his own, with a few "friends." i had never met any of these friends, but i didn't really care. i had wanted to go over with lyrics with him. i gave myself a moment to wake up.

i grabbed my phone and started dialing the number.

ring...

ring....

ring.....

it took three rings for him to answer

"y/n? love, im in the middle of a band meet." cipher was breathing heavily and had obviously been singing a lot. he was one of the two main singers in the band, so it made sense.

"oh! sorry, artemis left me for some fucking tommyinnit an hour or two ago and i just wanted to go over some chords for a song with you, its alright if you cant-" i heard some distant talking on ciphers end.

"what did he say? cipher who are you talking to?" i hear a male voice in the background, coming closer. "wilbur, it's just a friend calling me about some chords he's writing."

"chords? does he play guitar? i can't be the only guitarist, man!" he wants me to play guitar for a band? he doesn't even know me, and im horrible at working with people.

"yes, he plays guitar, but-"

"give me his number! i can talk to him later about the band!" excuse me?? he wants what?

i heard cipher sigh as he responded. "fine, if it'll get you off my back. that alright with you, y/n?"

i was shocked, to say the least. "sure! that's fine" it wasn't really fine. i was fine with cipher giving this man my number, considering he knew him well enough to work with him, but what i was scared of was working with strangers on something i know i can go overboard with.

i was kinda scared. what if I go too far, what if i leak some of my music that i never want to publish, or my pieces that served as a way to vent?

before i even knew what was going on, cipher ended the call, sending me out of my little panic. i sighed. guess id be getting a call soon.

i got up to to make some late lunch. the nap i took before was seriously gonna mess up my sleeping schedule, but it would be fine.

i started towards my kitchen, feeling like i was waiting for something.

waiting.

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mmmm how we feeling lads? first chapter pog. about 950 words, feeling good.

sorry this is 2 days late!!