"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //

You don't know who you are, everything that you used to know about yourself is gone. Yet there is one person in this world that knows you the most but he is trapped in a prison. So you do the only thing you can think of to get him to talk, you make a deal.

warning: smut, knives, blood, etc etc. you never saw this IMPORTANT this is a fanfic of his character/personality on the smp, not him as a real person. If he were to state that he was uncomfortable with these stories, I would take them down. PLEASE be respectful as these are real people creating these characters etc.

Caught in a war L'Manburg can't win, Wilbur offers up one last thing. You.

y/n has to choose between her roomate and his best friend. TW for smoking, drinking y/n written with she/her pronouns [DISCLAIMER: there might be some smut in this, because quackity and sapnap are okay w/ fics and don't really care, not sure if i will add any though bc im just not good at writing smut. if i did, it would be very vauge] also will be an angsty fic aswell #6 in dsmp as of 04/10 #9 in quackityhq as of 02/07