Merged Worlds | Various X Reader

c!Wilbur x F! Reader

Fandom: MCYT [DSMP]

Requested?: No

One-Shot Type: A romantic relationship

Details: Reader is female, as I said I would choose default. This setting does not stick to canon and may be altered to the true canon. The POV is from the third/second-person.

Word Count: [3,590] | not excluding this portion of information.

WARNING: Deals with many depressing topics such as loss of loved ones

This one shot in particular is a VERY long one. Wilbur is admittedly my comfort streamer so I think he deserves a lot of love when it comes to writing. He always brightens my day when I watch him or listen to his songs. His lore in DSMP is very significant for me because it's honestly sad to see. I hope you get what I mean.

Also help this is formatted differently cuz I'm too lazy too reformat it to Wattpad L.

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-:| BITTERSWEET LOVE |:-

Words cannot amount to how many things were going on in your head right now.

Here you are, [Y/N] [L/N], standing before this young gentleman.

Who was this young gentleman you ask?

Wilbur Soot. The Wilbur Soot.

And what was making your thoughts go wild right now?

Many things.

And love was one of them.

In which was confessed whereafter the fact that this rather dapper gentleman was now current kissing you.

Yes. Kissing.

...

Love had multiple meanings. But this situation could only describe one.

LOVE[ləv]Nounan intense feeling of deep affection.

Ah yes, love.

How did you get yourself into this situation? Let us rewind back a couple of weeks, shall we?

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This was the day you'd be meeting the one and only Wilbur Soot. You had met him a fair share of days before the war within L'Manburg.

Wilbur was known to be a very cautious and secured lad within the land. Many would say he was the best leader around. His deeds were seen as grateful and he wanted to lead the nation into one of an unforgettable legacy.

However, that all came to an end.

The day of reckoning had begun, in which he had to blow up L'Manburg in turn of the end. He did it for them. He did it for his people.

He did it for himself.

One would not think this is how it would end. But Wilbur thought it must happen.