enderferns
Wilbur lived in a small, snug and cozy house. On the hill, away from the commotion of the town. He liked it that way... well, the introvert in him really says so.
There was a framed photo in his hallway, young Tommy was merely 14. He didn't think that on his 17th birthday Tommy would be begging to go get some strawberry macaroons from his favourite bakery, but how could Wilbur ever resist?
He would never admit that to the younger boy, however.
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He tilted his head slightly, stepping forward a step toward the counter, "Tubbo?" He stated ecstatically.
The boy behind the counter lifted his head upward, eyes meeting eyes. "Tom!"
Not any more than a few months later the night sky had become a common ground for them all. Learning about each star, how bright it shone and what exact moment it would appear to the naked eye; we'll thank Ranboo for that one.
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a cottagecore benchtrio / crimeboys au fanfic with some angst and a lot of my funky headcanons
[ this book is just basically me compiling all mine and some of my friends headcanons for characters of the dream smp !! ]