{COMPLETED} Your Philips sister, Yes he let's you on the team, deal with it You meet the Sandlot boys during the bicker session, but a certain boy notices you *wink wink* I'm not good at writing stories so read at your own risk

"I wanna be the boy you brag to your friends about, i wanna be the boy you take to the park with you, i wanna be the boy who gets to shake your fathers hand, i wanna be the boy whose hand you hold for the rest of my life i just-" He sobbed curling up into his knees and burying his head. "I just don't know how.." A story where one childhood best friend comes to a realization about his feelings, while the other is daydreaming about her boyfriend. {name} is 22, Wilbur's 24 THIS IS A SIMPBUR X READER not wilbur so like mostly the characters will reflect the song persona This book is currently up for READERS ENJOYMENT. I in no way support Wilbur's actions, this was made before allegations came out. TW: They'll be before any chapter i make Im sorry but she/her pronowns will be used ;( they're the most easy for me to use even though personally i enjoy using they/them better for myself. Its just easier for my brain when writing {Name} likes girls and boys. Homophobes get tf off this book <3 Uploads may or may not be consistant A/n will be extreamly freaquent 7/1/22 - 1) #yandere for a while now- 1) #idk man 9/2/22- 1)# wilbur 4/11/23- 1) #wilbursootxreader And without futher adu, enjoy my little wattpad book <33

ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ ˡᵒⁿᵉˡʸ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ᴶᵘˢᵗ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳˢ ᴮᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˡⁱᵗ ᵘᵖ ᵐʸ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ᵀʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉʳˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵉ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵇᵉ ˡᵒⁿᵉˡʸ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ ˢᵖⁱⁿ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵉ ᵉⁿᵈˡᵉˢˢˡʸ ᵒʳ ᵃᵗ ˡᵉᵃˢᵗ ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵈ Swipe or tap more ahead! (⁠☞⁠^⁠o⁠^⁠)⁠ ⁠☞ TW Overthinking, Sensitive themes, A little bit of smut This story is about a girl named Y/n who's slowly falling in love with her brother's (tommyinnits) friend but also likes her best friend which creates a scary and awkward love triangle (spoiler ahead!) Which comes around with a stalker this is kinda cringe so yk Authors note: i am not very consistent unless i have motivation also I'm busy with school but i am hoping to write a story that you enjoy Overview: "𝓘𝓽'𝓼 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓷 𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓻𝓰𝔂<3"

yea just oneshot smut fluff maybe angst

this story contains smut and if he says he isn't comfortable with this I'll take it down And credit to all the authors on Tumblr

When Ash moves back to New York to reunite with her friends, an old crush on her friend Calvin is lit anew. Through miscommunication, embarrassment and blow job jokes, the two figure out what it is they really want. Thank you for all the love this story has received over the last few years: half a million reads, thousands of comments and likes, it means a lot. This story USED to be a fan fiction, but that has been removed because that person doesn't deserve fan fiction Marked complete because all chapters are either published or queued

The door opened, and you were faced with a young man about your age. He filled the whole doorframe with his height, though he was kind of lanky looking. A few brown fluffy curls stuck out from underneath his beanie, and he wore glasses, looking down at you. "Oh, you are rather tall." You said, the words slipping out of you before you could stop yourself. You clamped your mouth shut before the rest of the thought could slip out as well - he was rather fit, too. He blinked quizzically. "Um, sorry?"

Yn and Wilbur Soot both streamers have a crush on each other but thinks the other doesn't know they exist; but something happens when yn texted the wrong number. THIS IS MY FIRST STORY SO IF ITS NOT GOOD IM SORRY

I AM ONLY KEEPING THIS UP BECAUSE OF HOW POPULAR IT GOT, I DO NOT SUPPORT WILBUR ANYMORE You and your little brother Ranboo live together, you take care of him. You both are minecraft streamers and are both on the Dream SMP, none of your fans know you're siblings though. You and Wilbur are ENEMIES on the Dream SMP, and you guys don't get along real life. Soon, everyone in the Dream SMP decided to meet up to go to an Airbnb for the summer. I wonder how you and Wilbur will get along. . .