Wilbursoot Stories

Tommy innit (age 17)is Y/n's younger brother and Y/n is 24. You and Tommy get kicked out by your parents so that you learn to have some freedome for a while so you move down to brighton and Tommy was excited as his best friend Wilbur soot (25) lives down that way too so he hopes that he can met him maybe. |I have made stories on here before but always delete them so this could may end up being deleted|

In which Alice interrupts her roommate's stream and gets herself pulled into the world of Minecraft Youtubers. • "Dude! You're in here talking about Greeks instead of answering your phone?!" "...I'm kinda in a war right now, destroying the government and all..." "Oh..well I brought the pineapple." "The pineapple can wait, I'm causing anarchy." • TOP RANKS RECEIVED #1 in WilburSoot #1 in Wilbur #1 in Corpse #1 in Nihachu #1 in Tubbo #1 in Jacksepticeye #1 in minecraftyoutuber #1 in Quackity #2 in Minecraft #3 in dreamsmp #5 in Dream

A man in his 20's run into a girl rushing to get somewhere, then they met a couple more times until the man decided to ask for her number... no covid does not exist in this story cuz we don't like em ⚠️TW⚠️: sexual assault, cuss words, rape, abusive relationship, suicide attempt pronouns: she/ her gender: female

Tommy is an angel, a prince of the Heavens above. Not like the angels that come from legends and folktales. No, these angels are arrogant and cocky, finding far too much pleasure in deciding who deserves a miracle. Instead of listening to his mother and doing his duties, Tommy finds pleasure in disrupting the humans' pathetic little lives. To him, humans are the problem in the world. But what happens when he hears the soft melody of a guitar? What happens when he discovers what it means to actually be part of a family?

"I stole your brother's crown," Tommy spat, his breath ragged. "I tried to steal your mother's necklace. I cursed you out. I ran away-over and over again." His voice cracked, frustration spilling into something almost desperate. "So why the hell would you fucking care?" Technoblade tilted his head, considering. Silence stretched between them. Then, with the certainty of someone stating a fact as simple as the sky being blue, he answered. "You shine like the sun." Tommy blinked. He let out a short, incredulous laugh-half-broken, half-breathless. "I'm literally the worst fucking person you could pick to care about." "And yet, I do." OR Tommy is the lost prince, kidnapped at 5 and left at 10. But he's a menace and decides it's a smart idea to steal a crown from the royal family.

Our dear friend Drista has decided that the SMP should see the memories of her friends Tommyinnit and Beatrice. Revealing secrets and the darker sides of some of the most beloved people of the server. Not only will they see the past of Tommy and Beatrice but their futures and the horrible future of the SMP.

"𝘐𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩. 𝘐𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘞𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘚𝘔𝘗." A child stands before an endless field of grass and trees, their brunet hair flowing in their face from the gentle breeze that accompanied the vast horizon below. The teenager was trembling, tense with their cheeks tinted with a soft pink from the anticipation that their whole life was about to change. They could almost feel the luscious, green grass from their boots, but even so their feet were still. They couldn't believe it with their own eyes, they were.. they were actually there, in the Dream Smp, they made it into the server! It was like a dream come true! It- Before the child could take it all in, a buzz vibrates through their pocket. Curious, they dig into their pocket and pull out their communicator, the screen illuminating up with one singular message '𝘼𝙯𝙪𝙧𝙚, 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙚𝙩?'

Not everything is as it seems. Someone you think you know may be someone else inside. Someone you considered a friend may already be moving on. Someone who people make assumptions about may be far from what they think. Something that you don't know is there may be closer to you than yourself. An unexpected catalyst triggers an adventure. Strange places will be connected. New friends will be made, and maybe lost. Old friends will be tried and tested. Nothing is certain but the possibility of defeat, and there is only one way to find out what happens: read the book!

This is a dsmp au btw ♡ The war happening in the forest by Manburg was supposed to be the main event. It was a chaotic blur of netherite swords and axes, leaves in the trees, and sounds of betrayal. Tommy had been passing out of the forest into Manburg without anyone noticing. He thought he was doing the right thing, planning to get more stuff for his team to survive and to make his brother proud. He didn't know his brother had already been standing in the hidden stone room in the center of Manburg. His hand hovering over that carefully centered button. The explosion didn't just destroy Manburg but it shattered the timeline. Wilbur got his quiet grave, he had been begging for but Tommy was left standing on the edge of a smoke-covered crater. Now every breath tastes like regret and his thoughts were louder than any explosion could be. Because when your main hero pulls the whole world down on top of you. Surviving doesn't feel like winning, it feels like a punishment. ♡ The art is not mine This is not meant to be good nor updated frequently, it will be updated randomly at maybe 3 am

"It is your time to suffer for the entertainment of others, child.", the tall being on the right states, its long, silk gown flowing in the wind. The smaller figure next to it looks up. "Must I?", they ask, tone unsure and wavering, hands gripping at their arms. "You will either way.", it declares in response, looking ahead instead of gracing the other with its attention, "You brought this on yourself after all." They turn to look in the same direction the being is and in a quiet whisper, more to themself than anyone else, they reply. "I just wanted to write..." -Or- A traumatized writer gets traumatized even more. !WARNING! The characters are in no way, shape or form the content creators that played them, nor are they the canon characters. Some might be weirdly out of character while others are not. Basically, I took them from the second-hand store and formed and re-painted them to my liking. Also the start is going to be painstakingly slow, probably. (Credits for the picture to whoever drew it) TW: derealization(?), spiraling, self harm, minor harassment, etc. Timeline, Febuary 26th, 2026 - ? Chapters 14/?

"forgetting about, well, history, i think of you when i listen to helpless." in which wilbur was the best thing that had ever happened to dreams sister, shawn,,, until he wasn't. wilbur soot x oc

When tommy escaped from the camp he was being held at, he meet new people and discorver a hole perspective of the world. Please go read the book michiavillain for dream pov lol ( Also follow blueberryl0ve cause she helped me out alot and she the one who wrote the dream pov)

"hey dream? you're an asshole," she spoke slowly from her place in the corner, wrists tied behind her back. "you know, you're really not in a position to be saying things like that," he responded, twirling the handle of his sword in a circle.

" 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑤𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 ? " " 𝑜ℎ, 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑒 ? 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡. " シ 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗯𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘄𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗿. 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝘂𝗹𝘁𝗶𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 ? 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ? 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ? ᴏʀ 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 , 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 [fem!reader x wilbur soot]

Who had killed Wilbur? after the explosion had occurred, everyone knew it was Will who pressed the button. but he was no where to be seen, assumed to be in the control room. after the battle, Wilburs body is found in the control room, killer unknown. While a father battles guilt and grief over killing his son. Deciding to find a way to get him back, even if it cost him everything. or the members of the dream smp didn't see who killed Will and Phil lies.

Technoblade has social anxiety. Need I say more? Hello! This is the continuation. Please remember to vote (and comments make my day) as we want to get it back in the ratings! It's weird seeing a book under my name. Thanks, Cygnus.

Tommy and Tubbo are stuck in what seems like a never ending zombie apocalypse. Separated from their friends, they try to survive the best they can on their own. Everyone has the same goal, stop the person who started it all. Will they find their friends? Will they stop everything? Why did somebody do this? What will happen next? So many questions with no answers. WARNING ------------- This story contains the following: -Blood -Betrayal -Swearing -Violence And other horror elements. If you do not like those things, I suggest not reading this story. However, if you do not care about those things... LET THE SHOW BEGIN! Enjoy :)

He stared into the mirror of his dark bedroom. The moon illuminated his face along with fear embedded in his eyes. For eighteen years, he had seen the same face each day he woke up. So on the morning of his coming of age day, one can imagine his utter shock. His shaggy hair, once a beautiful ebony, had turned stark white. His wings trembled in shock as his blue eyes tried to comprehend it. What had happened to him? ~♡~ Hello, everyone! This is an official sequel of the Gifted series I started. I know I said I wouldn't write anymore for the story, but I just couldn't hold back. It would be better if you read Children of Blood by Eatmypp69 first, since it's Book 2. I hope you enjoy. also I own none of the art or the content creators' characters that will be mentioned. Feel free to vote, comment, and share. See you in the story! Also, there's no smut or cussing, of course. Probably violence and blood though.

I doubt any of you will recognize this but for the three who do, yes this is the exact same fanfiction on AO3. I, the author decided to repost it here because people were complaining that they couldn't read it because they didn't have an AO3 account. Don't report it. Besides, even if it was a different author re-posting it, so long as they gave credit. I wouldn't care.

Tommy, a 16 year old who was adopted. Tommy could always see ghosts but never told anyone, but He meets someone who protects him. Meanwhile Ranboo has been sent on a mission by The Goddess of Death and DreamXD on a mission to protect this boy from what the future holds for him.