Sleepyboisinc one-shots 😴😴

Twins🐳🐞🍉

Pspspsps dnf writers
I've got an idea 4 u
Gogy as a incubus in secret and Dream finds out
It could be fluff, angst or smut
@ me if u wrote it

Ok back to the show

To the person I said I would give them some Wilbur centric stories, here boo! I made it just for you! Sorry I didn't save your name for this 🤣
Ages said in story I think

Kinda rushed the ending caz i didn't want to finish it but i did it :P

Tws: Childbelgt? Divorce

Wilbur had always noticed the difference between his mother and his father. Not just the obvious things but the smaller ones too. His mother is kind but hesitant towards him. His father gave him the cold shoulder and only ever acknowledged him when he did something wrong. His mother and father often fought about him. He wasn't sure what about him but he knew that it was something about him. Why else would his mom say it wasn't his fault and for his father to say then act like it? Wilbur learned to play the guitar and the piano. He learned to sing. He was good, he had talent and he learned from the best. He thought that this would gain the love and affection from his father but he never got it. His mother always said she was proud of him, that's good. Wilbur became more aware of this when he got older.

Now here he stands at age 16 and all hell broke loose. Wilbur had been quietly doing his homework, his parents arguing again but not as loud. That is until a loud yet familiar booming voice came in.

"Damn it women! Can't you see it's his fault for making us suffer!" Philza yelled

"Philza Minecraft it is not his fault and you know it!" Kristen screamed

Wilbur rolled his eyes. What had he ever done? Last he check he only forgot to do his laundry but his dad would care about that.

"Get rid of the kid!" Philza screeched

Kristen's face morphed into horror at his words. Even Wilbur stopped what he was doing. Were they really going to get rid of him? After all this time? Hot tears fell down his face but he was quick to wipe them.

"I want a divorce." Kristen said barely above a whisper

"Speak up." Philza sighed

"I said I want a divorce!" She yelled

The room fell silent. Wilbur turned around to look at this broken family. His eyes were rolling with fat crocodile tears. His dad looked shocked, he looked speechless. His mom caught a glimpse of him. Her face was quick to change from an angered face to shock. Wilbur bolted up his room as his parents started to argue once more. What had he done? Of course this was all his fault! Philza always said it was. Why didn't he listen? Wilbur sobbed loudly but not as loud as his parents. He heaved and gasped. A door open and he was quick to wipe his tears (even if they still kept coming). His eyes were blurry with tears so it was hard to see.

"Oh my baby!" A voice called

"Mommy?" Wilbur called

Kristen wrapped her arms around Wilbur. She whispered small apologies and rocked them back and forth. Wilbur cried on her.

"Mom, I'm sorry." Wilbur cried

"Oh no baby, you have nothing to say sorry for." Kristen quick replied

~~~17~~~

Wilbur sat at the kitchen island with his mom. They were watching Technoblade, their newest brother and Tommy, their newest younger brother. Both were working on Tommy's math homework. Technoblade was the same age as Wilbur (17) while Tommy was 11 years old.

"Hey mom?"

"Hm?" Kristen hummed

"Why didn't dad love me?" Wilbur asked

Technoblade and Tommy looked up. The room's once comfy atmosphere turned heavy. Wilbur had glossy eyes.

"I...um...I-it's.......boys, can you leave the room for a second?"

The two kids looked over at Wilbur, giving him a look of concern and left (Tommy stayed a bit longer). Nervousness swelled in Wilbur's stomach. He looked over at his mother. She held a face full of emotion. He was starting to regret asking.

"You shouldn't have said anything. You've ruined the peace." a small voice told him

The room was quiet but not calm. Sweat started to form on Wilbur's skin.

"Your father and I had tried for a baby many times. When it finally got a positive we were ecstatic. We found out we were having twins. One was to be called Wilbur and the other was to be called Wiliam." she took a shuddering breath, "It was going well until I went into labor. The first to be born was Wilbur. Wilbur was your twin. He died not long after they pulled you out. We called you William and I-I gave you his name as your nickname. I guess your father just didn't handle the grefi well."

"Oh" was all Wilbur could say

Tears dripped down both of their faces.

"When you were younger you used to play with this ghost. You called him Ghostbur. Your father never took it well."

Wilbur's hand ghosted over the scare on his chest.

"I'm sorry we didn't leave sooner."

Both hugged each other tightly as they silently cried. Technoblade and Tommy joined too. It was something that impacted him as a child. Only time can heal this deep wound.