Fuck You Wilbur Soot
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This single lantern, in that distance above the other side of the meadow and on the edge of the opposing forest, bright and warm within the far distance of an ocean of darkness as if it is a lifeboat. He sees this, and he knows - this is some sort of offering, some sort of guidance. It is meant to show him some sort of way, some form of life, to see the beauty as he does restlessly elsewhere. Something in his body, in his soul, it aches for the warmth that this light casts. It almost feels complete.
It is a signal. He is meant to follow, to see, to know.
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- Part 1 of MCYT Stories
- Part 1 of Fuck You Wilbur Soot
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What if I told you I loved you anyway by rabble_dabble_writes
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game)
28 Feb 2024
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He couldn’t count how many times he’s been named, later, in moments he couldn’t think of or times that make him breathe oddly where Tubbo has to help him remember he is in the present, not in the past. It’s because everything seems so perfect, everything seems so great, everything seems okay, and then he is many more words of annoying and so many layers of memory and the type of pain that never seems to get better. It burns, like tears, it hurts, like Wilbur’s hand clenching too tightly on his arm, it stings with pain, and suddenly words were etched onto his skin and grafted onto his soul like it was a hot branding of something with shame. He turns out to be Tommy, and Tommy with so many descriptive adjectives, and the world burns in pain that loved to linger.
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- Part 2 of MCYT Stories
- Part 2 of Fuck You Wilbur Soot
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The wind washes over the overgrown grass that has overcome destruction time and time again. The weeds, although beautiful, have been left to fend for themselves, and they’re overtaking the very small, very pitiful carrot garden that has also been left to overgrow. No one has picked them for quite some time, and their leaves are sprouted but altogether left untouched, except for the gentle guide of the wind. The dirt has shifted and crumbled, just a bit, but no one has come to fix up its sad state of decay. There is dirt that has gathered on chests, in a stone room, and mildew grows in the corners of the deepest rooms below.
It needs a healing touch. No one is home.
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- Part 3 of MCYT Stories
- Part 3 of Fuck You Wilbur Soot
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Phil’s never even met the kid. His name was only familiarly looped in cursive, in the hurried ink scratched against the parchment paper that had come less and less, and Phil had more or less skimmed the names that came in and out of Wilbur’s life. Not that Wilbur had elaborated on any himself.
But the boy had been Wilbur's.
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- Part 4 of MCYT Stories
- Part 4 of Fuck You Wilbur Soot
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Bitter Heart, Bitter Mind by rabble_dabble_writes
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP
28 Feb 2024
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Jealousy comes across him like his stitches being pulled too hard; it's full of hate and pain and something ugly that Tommy hadn't been aware existed in the world.
And is he to say he is greedy, for the price of love? To give and give and give, and to be given something in return?
And maybe it's a mix of shitty issues caused by whatever trauma he could pick and place, but he just wants someone to love him, maybe.
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- Part 6 of MCYT Stories
- Part 5 of Fuck You Wilbur Soot
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Hand in Loving Hand by rabble_dabble_writes
Fandoms: Dream SMP, MCYT fandom, Video Blogging RPF
28 Feb 2024
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There is a strange way grief manifests. Grief twists and turns in a person’s chest, in a person’s mind, consuming and consuming until they either give in or they fight it with every bated breath. Grief manifests, strangely, in the turns of words repeated or moments felt. Grief manifests in the way hands no longer hold others, words are no longer exchanged, a moment is no longer bright and colourful and wonderful. Grief manifests in strange ways, in beautiful ways, in haunting ways.
There is a strange way you can grieve someone before they’re even gone.
(A family loves and a family breaks and a family heals, and it's hard to tell a story about a long-gone missed home.)
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- Part 8 of MCYT Stories
- Part 6 of Fuck You Wilbur Soot
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“Is-” Tommy begins in a whisper. “Is it- are you speaking to-to me?”
It takes a second before his little singer’s voice comes through.
“Well of course,” the little singer replies. “Who else?”
Who else?
What a question, for a voice coming out of a little radio.
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Tommy finds a radio that brings a little light to his struggling life. (Completed!)
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- Part 9 of MCYT Stories
- Part 7 of Fuck You Wilbur Soot
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why do i look up to you by rabble_dabble_writes
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game)
28 Feb 2024
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“Been here a couple months now,” Tommy says as they sit at a simple table with some half-registered drinks and desserts, stating it so easily like he read Wilbur’s mind. “It actually took me a while to find you.”
Wilbur huffs. “Well. You found me.”
“I did.”
They sit with that for a while, letting the cafe chatter fill the silence between them. There’s a whole lifetime between them, a whole world, conversations that can never be had and apologies that could never be said within a single day, if either of them were even brave enough to say them at all. And they were brave, yes, stupid even, but people change and for this, what was solid between them once upon a time, they were simply cowards.
“I don’t-” Tommy begins first, stopping to clutch tightly at his mug. He simply relaxes after a few moments, voice softening, as he goes, “I missed you.”
Wilbur’s heart squeezes.
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- Part 10 of MCYT Stories
- Part 8 of Fuck You Wilbur Soot