Wilbur leaves his childhood home where Philza Minecraft had harbored him for the last 24 years. He was finally able to get his hands on a simplistic yet refined home which was near the woods, and located nearby a stream. He decided this would be the perfect place, as he wouldn't really be interrupted, and there would be lots of inspiration for writing songs. When he finally reaches his destination and starts unpacking, he notices the sound of an ear-piercing wail coming from what seems to be the attic. He was too horrified, and decided to check another day, simply resuming his unpacking. Of course, the annoying cries didn't stop pestering him. He was pretty sure he also spotted some blur of a figure dashing past him, and the room atmosphere to often be cold. All subject to the possibility of a ghost. There were various types of ghosts, however, and this one just may be a Banshee. Banshees are known to cry, and would usually be located in the room they died in. Wilbur finally investigates, and to his surprise, it was just a lonely child with a longing to be loved. Turns out, despite the child's wishes, they were not pleased with his presence. For now. -- ART NOT BY ME, WILL LINK WHEN ARTIST IS FOUND.

Tommy has a bad nightmare about Ranboo while Ranboo's visiting the UK...

This story is between crimeboys duo. Everything is platonic! If there is any tw I'll say it at the start of the chapter. (there's a lot of swearing) Here's some thing that might get you to read it: "uh I think you got the wrong dorm buddy" the idiot said and then I checked my paper again. "I think you got the wrong dorm" "nope, it clearly sais 777" I snatched his paper and start looking at it, checking the room number. 777.. Then I checked mine. Still 777.. The freshman was staring over my shoulder then I heard a giggle. "seems like we're roommates" Basically the two boys get out into the same room and go through a lot of adventures, I'm not telling you more, READ IT.

["You're literally standing in front of my room you fucking moron." The blonde deadpans, gesturing to the door behind Wilbur. Wilbur freezes. "But this is my room." The blonde's face twists into a scowl as he checks the number on his paper again. Wilbur does the same, desperately hoping it isn't true- Wilbur hardly noticed the freshman looking over his shoulder, comparing the two papers with him. "Oh." He says simply, glancing between the dorm and Wilbur and facing him with a cheeky grin, "Looks like we're roommates."] IN WHICH Tommy annoys the everliving fuck out of his roommate whilst trying to figure out who is murdering all of his friends on the college campus OR c!crimeboys college au with a splash of murder ‼️PLATONIC‼️ Cover is by @_chocolattea on twt

The royal family of Antarctic empire isn't exactly close. Emperor Philza is always occupied; Tommy hasn't seen Techno in months, and even if Wilbur is here, in the capital, their relationship can be described to be strained at best. The royal family doesn't need to be close, however, it only needs to be balanced, like the pillars holding the country above their heads - as long as they are strong and steady, the Empire will be too. It's the principle that held Tommy's back straight and his shoulders broad through the years of hardships and trials of errors; through yet another formal meeting where his father's gaze would look past him and where his brother's words would be filled with poison that makes the deepest parts of his soul ache. At that time, Tommy couldn't know that his family would find a replacement for him in the face of a commoner boy named Ranboo. ~🦋~ Tommy's family has replaced him. It's only fair that he gets to do the same. (Dream SMP & Remarried Empress fusion with neglectful SBI + positive discduo)

This is a story about Tommy and Ranboo being shipped. Nothing too serious, I guess. Just wanted to clarify I first started this story about 3 years ago. So there will be mistakes of my 11 year old self who wrote this. And I apologize for that and the art work isn't mine and the story is extremely short. I apologize for that as well since this was my first ever story I ever written. I hope you enjoy reading this story and thank you for your time. The story is about Ranboo coming to the UK to visit Tommy and Tubbo. Ranboo is supposedly staying at Tommy's House and they hang out a lot that they start to slowly have feelings for each other. Those feelings start to grow even more that they confessed there love at a date. There will be an accident in this story that happened to Tommy. After that accident there will be a few more surprises waiting for you. Includes - Kissing Make out Sessions Cuddling Hugs Hickeys Mpreg

Wilbur is a lonely vampire who desperately needs a friend, anything, anyone, and when he spots a young, impressionable blonde human, Wilbur realises he has a chance at something- family. Brothers, even. [This also includes mild Quackbur in it!] Cover by @Nikitsune_Reiy on Twitter

|I DO NOT OWN THE ART ON THE COVER| ||COMPLETE|| Wilbur has been dead a long time, his limbo is a train station with the train passing by endlessly, leaving constant noise, it's never quite; he hates it. One day the train stops, and a familiar face steps off. A crimeboys fic where we dont get a happy ending |Disclaimer| This fic has to do with events of the Dream SMP, it contains spoilers and depictions of violence, panic attacks, and self harm. If any creator in this fic says they want it taken down, it will be immediately. Plz dont repost this :) Started- November 12th, 2021 Finished- December 19th, 2021

The voices led him to kingdoms and shires and towns-it didn't matter what they offered him in return; the voices didn't demand coin, they demanded blood. He fought for bold men and stupid men, greedy kings and starry-eyed rebels. He fought for armies doomed to fail and dragged them into the light of glory. He had lost count of how many allies he'd fought beside-after a time, their names and faces had faded into the recesses of his hazy memory. And then there was the Angel of Death. Fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. ~~Credit to blujamas, thcscus on ao3~~ *The story entirely belongs to them and I just want to share it with others<3*

The death of Kristen broke the Craft family. Phil, in his grief, neglected his youngest, Tommy, subconsciously blaming him for the death of his wife. Techno, who was never great at handling emotions or children, followed suit. Wilbur, who was closest to his mother, was cruel and vicious to the child, and even though a part of him loved his youngest brother, his grief was far stronger. If Kristen's death broke the Craft family, Tommy's suicide shattered it. Each family member blaming each other for the fate of the youngest son, the no-longer Craft family split apart. Ten years after the suicide of Wilbur's younger brother Tommy, Wilbur drunkenly opened up to his friends about his biggest regret, but when he asked if he wanted the chance to change what happened, Wilbur and the rest of his estranged family members wake up ten years in the past, one week before Tommy killed himself. Wilbur and the rest of the Craft family must put aside their hatred for each other to save their youngest, and hopefully, in the process, fix their family. *Read First page for detailed trigger warnings*