Sootwilbur Stories

As Tommy's best friend for years, you soon meet Tommy's other best friend, Wilbur, through bedwars, you soon connect with him. You become really good friends with the boy, but Tommy isn't keen to the idea of his best friend dating his other best friend. Will you choose Wilbur over Tommy? Or will you keep the relationship on the low? If Wilbur wants me to take this down, I will, with no hesitation. NO SMUT.

Story about one of the characters from TOMMY SHIRT AU. Cover made by @tinyinnit on Twitter!

Y/N is your average college girl. Wilbur is her average British classmate from her English Comp class. How will this friendship progress? Will it tank or succeed? We shall be the judge of that. (this is all for fun... and for therapeutic practice) n

Some very, VERY serious stories about a couple of idiots known as SootHouse. UwU

Tommy, a college student attending Greenwich University, studying Criminal Justice, is recommended for an internship at his local police department under Detective Wilbur Soot. Together they solve a murder that has plagued their town for years. Is this too much for Tommy to handle? Or is it his true calling? "At first we thought it was a duo who committed the crime because no one person could do such an atrocious crime alone, but now we don't know what to think" A dark haired man stood alone in the empty library, hints of red scattered around the room. The crime that had been committed not an hour before, laid before him in the middle of the floor like a scene out of a painting. He knew he should call this in, but when he tried to reach for his phone he found his limbs would not respond. He had been on the job for a while now, he had seen morbid paintings by the most psychopathic artists, but he had not seen something so arcane. From the way the victims body was propped up reading like she was alive yet again to the bloody footprints that seemed to dance around the isles of books adorned with crimson red blotches that smiled at him. It was terrifying to look at, it was gruesome, it was grisly, and it was wrong.

"You knows whats good about you?" he asked "Whats good about me?" I asked "You're Such a sweetheart.. Thats why your my little honeydew~" "I-" He booped my nose. I giggled. "You're such a dork.."