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A bond is a nation

(Request: Just after L'manburg started she started to see how Wilbur neglected their little family spending all of his time on making his nation she saw the passion in his eyes and she knew that L'manburg had changed Wilbur so she confronts him and they get into a fight and she decides that she is going to leave with her kids but Fundy refuses saying he wanted to be like his father and didn't want leave him basically he simply refuses to his dad so she and her daughter (fundy's twin) leaves and after wilbur's Fundy tries to find you since u where his only family)

You and Wilbur were young and wild and impulsive but deeply in love, nobody could break your bond with. As years went on you both married and Wilbur and was excited and decided that building a nation would protect him and his friends. You were completely on with the idea and loved but you find out months into it, you were pregnant with a set of twins which made Wilbur work harder. You knew this was his dream to have a nation so you said nothing when he started to stay out later or not talk to you as much. But it became so much you just snapped one night. he walk into the house you sit on a chair not to fair “ you’re late” he looks over seeing your swollen womb and you flip through a book not even looking up, he hums walking towards the room, it made you angry and you got up “ Wilbur” he turns, his hairs a mess and the glasses that usually rest on his nose were gone, you look up at him “ your never home “ he comes closer “ darling this is for our family” you glare at him “ it stopped being for family when you stopped having dinner with me and look at me, I’m having twins ALONE” He’s face becomes sad then you look into his eyes not seeing the man you loved, you start to cry and he gently pulls you closer kissing the top of your head “we’re almost done I promise” his promise was fulfilled and on the day the nation was finished your beautiful twins were born in the walls of the new nation. You gasp gripping your husband hand as he gently kissed your forehead and smiled “ your doing so well my love” you smile weakly and scrunch your eyes shut tight screaming out as you feel them move out your womb “ baby I can’t do this, I can’t do this” he grips your hand “ yes you can yes you can” you scream out then hear a small cry you smile seeing the little fox ears and tail made you giggle lightly then another contraction rips through you causing you to move up and your head back. Wilbur smiles “ your so close darling come on “ you give it all you got and your meet with a little burnet with pale skin, her skin was like scales but had a pear like apprentice. She cries out causing your son to wail, you cry lightly looking to your husband “ their beautiful “ he cries lightly as the nurses rests them on your chest. You breath lightly “ we need names beloved” Wilbur sits close moving his fingers over your sins little fox ears and they wiggle away and he whimpers “ he will be funny and she will be Anna” he chuckles seeing her elf like ears. You laugh feeling at peace everything felt right, your husband was your husband again, when you both went home he was so infested in his son and daughter that you simply forgot all that happened before then when the twins turned two it was like his emotions went away, people from other nations came. It was a simple dispute until they threatened war. You and your twins where near the pond in the middle of the nation you called home. You daughter moved above the water swimming around as your son held onto you while you were in the water. “ mommy look” your daughter swims up flipping, you laugh “ good job Anna”she laughed as fundy paddled around messing with little Lilly. Bit was a sunny day a beautiful sunny day one you’ll never forget. You hear a loud boom. Moving to grab the twins and run, a firework lands right next to you sending you flying with the twins. You scream getting back up and hiding with them in your arms, they cry and shiver that night you and Wilbur are at each other’s throats “ their trying to take our nation “ you glare at him “ a nation that was supposed to protect your family but no, I ALMOST GOT BLOWN UP WITH OUR CHILDREN IN MY ARMS “ he starts to ramble on and on about the nation. You clench your fist “ I’m leaving, you don’t even see this nation has consumed you “ you open the doors to the office and look to the twins “ go pack were leaving “ Wilbur comes out “ no your not “ you turn glaring “ yes.I.am” your son starts to cry once you guys get back you daughter hung on your leg as you son hugged his dad “ I want to stay mommy” it broke your heart seeing him so distressed but you

knew leaving was the right choice you step forward only to have Wilbur step back with his son “ he’s made up his mind” you kiss your son goodbye and leave never knowing that a few days away would turn into years. You and Anna are sitting in front of your little cabin, you hear horses and you both look up not recognizing the strangers. You get up wiping your hands and they stop on their horses. You move towards Anna to protect her” who are you” they remove their hoods, you gasp seeing your son grown up and your husband covered in scars and his hair is slight white.they both look sad, you come closer and they drop their heads about to speak but you just pull them close hugging them, you cry lightly. Fundy looks up “your not mad” you wipe your tears as wilbur keeps his arm around your waist “ I forgive your father but I was never mad at you, it was your choice to stay, I’m just so glad your both back” that day the twins regrew their bond and Wilbur brought the wedding ring you left and asked for forgiveness and for you to be his again. You kiss him deeply and smile “ is that a yes “ you laugh and nod “ yes yes yes” he picks you up spinning “ I love you” you smile big “I love you more”

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Could I request a Wilbur x pregnant reader!!! Please????

War isn’t forgiving but I am

During the war you tried day and night to get him to stop just leave it all alone. You understood that what was happening was wrong but you were months into pregnancy and refused to get involved with the baby on the way but he refused to stop fighting so the baby could live in the country he built but in the end, he was arrested and put into prison along with dream, lmanburg was destroyed. Everyone went their own ways. You cried for days during the trials. He sat in the wooden chair with his head low, his red beanie dirty and dusty. You couldn’t look at him it all hurt so much and caused to much stress so for the last days of trial, you just didn’t come. You went to his father Philza, he welcomed you with open arms and helped any way he could, tommy and tubbo both went to the prison multiple times to see him and they told you he constantly begged for your forgiveness,he wrote tons of letters that you couldn’t bring yourself to read. You didn’t hate your husband, you loved him more then anything but with what happened, many many people were looking to kill you and the baby, which tommy told Wilbur which made your husband became extremely angry and refused to see anybody until you came, he lashed out on everyone and hurt other ppl in the prison even sam was hurt during it all. You thought you could just hold out till the baby birth but sam came begging for you to visit him, he stopped eating and refused to go outside when there was free time, he was writing and writing. Sam looks to you “y/n please forgive me but you need to see him, I understand your with child but he’s going insane, we fear for our safety now and for his own” you sigh gently moving your hand over your now eight month belly “ I’ll…I’ll come tomorrow “ he gives you a nod, the whole night you tossed and turned thinking of everything that could happen. You feared he hurt you and the baby but you had to remind yourself he wanted a child ever since the wedding and before, he would never hurt you….you hoped. The next morning you leave with Philza going through the security and everything. Sam was fast about it. You walk through the hall to the door, Sam unlocked it and you look in seeing your husband on the bed, his beanie nowhere to be found and his glasses were dirty and he looked extremely skinny, Sam put a chair by the door “ call if you need help “ Wilbur fingers moved “ if it’s someone other then y/n,I will kill them “ you shivered feeling the darkness in his voice, you were nervous but spoke “ that’s not very nice beloved” you never seem him move so fast in his life, he shot up falling back as tears ran down his eyes, he came closer but slowly “ please be real, please tell me this isn’t a dream please, I’m begging you” he back up yelling “ SAM SAM” you get up touching him, his eyes widen “ your warm, omg your warm” he hugs you tightly “ your real your real” you hug him back “ I am, I am” he sobs holding you close and drops to his knees with his head down and cries “ forgive me y/n, forgive me please I love you. Please don’t hate me everyone else does, don’t hate me please” your heart breaks as you rub his back lightly “ please stand love, please. I don’t hate you” you sit back down as he looks up from your lap “ then why didn’t you come sooner y/n, how many months along are you “ you felt shame and felt lost, he comes closer and you see the scars on his face, his eye is sunken from the beatings, he looked broken “ eight months,I..I..I don’t know why my love, I was scared” he stepped back and you grab his wrist “ not of you no oo my not of you “ you see his shoulders relax “ after the trials I got threats love, they threatened the baby’s life, I had to go further away” you saw his face drop and his eyes looked blank, he gets closer holding your hand “ I’m….I’m sorry y/n, I should of just stopped now your so far along, I won’t even be able to see the birth of my first child” you knew this all broke him, you rub his shoulder and cup his cheek “ maybe you won’t have too” he looks up fixing his glasses “ what do you mean beloved” you hum.

“maybe Sam will let me have the baby here, if your behavior improves” he smiles for the first time since you’ve arrived “ I will do anything anything to see my child’s birth” you smile “ I’ll speak with Sam” he gets closer “ can I kiss you” you smile nodding, he kisses you softly cupping your cheeks and smiles through the kiss “ still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen” he chuckles leaning down moving his hand gently over your swollen womb “ girl or boy “ you smile “ a little girl” his eyes light up “ really “ you smile “ would I lie “ he shakes his head “ I love you” you cup his cheek kissing him softly “ I love you too”. After two weeks of begging sam allowed you to have the baby their which everyone except Wilbur we’re completely mortified by it, Philza chocked when you told him and the boys lost it saying that they would lock you in the room until the birth but the only person who came around was Philza, he loved his son and you so he agreed to help with his granddaughters birth. That night you arrived at the prison a day before your due date you already started having contractions, Wilbur since then had cleaned up and was officially considered a normal prisoner. Six hours into the night you gave birth to a beautiful burnet baby girl, her lungs were strong and Wilbur cried the whole time while holding the infant, he thanked you and that night all three of you finally were at peace, he was at peace. He kisses your head “ goodnight my love” he brings his daughter closer smile “ you as well”.

If you're going to write about philza, bad, and wilbur look up their boundaries because philza and wilbur are uncomfortable with nsfw, bad is uncomfortable with people writing nsfw of irl him but he doesn't mind if its his character on the smp

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the first part of the naga!wilbur fic will most likely? be posted tomorrow morning because I'm not sure if I'll be able to finish it up tonight. It should be out by tomorrow, though. It's just taking a little longer than expected to write it.

❤️ DAY 1 OF MONSTER WEEK — VAMPIRE WILBUR

[1400+ words]

[Gender-neutral]

Description: It's in the title. He's just a vamp, you made jewelry, what more can I say?

[Read the rest under the cut]

You brush your fingers down your coat, a thick fur coat Wilbur had gotten you especially for today, trying not to fiddle too much. Wilbur obviously caught onto your anxiety and took your hand in his, leaning down to press a kiss to your knuckles. His fangs ghosted over your skin, "No one will harm you, beloved."

"You will protect me, yes?" You asked softly, twisting to offer him your arm instead.

"Always," His teeth sunk into your forearm like butter, ice flooding your veins followed by a familiar numbness.

You relaxed back into the coach box's seat as Wilbur pulled back and your wound slowly mends itself back together. You bring your arm back to you and drag your fingers over where the wound had been. It's odd, you know you should be feeling something but your touch is dull and there is nothing but skin.

You remember the first time he had bitten you. It felt much different than it does now. His eyes much sharper, teeth puncturing twin holes into your neck. It hadn't been numb, then. It burned, like pressing you hand flat against an iron except through your entire body, a pain nothing could soothe.

It had been an accident the first time. He had gone mad in his hunger, devouring anything to satiate the gnawing desire to feed. You were just lucky that he had devoured a whole house of mice before he had found you. It's likely the only reason he didn't bleed you dry.

When he came to he had seemed so mournful, as if the life of a stranger had meant so much to him as to cry when it's gone. But, by some miracle, you had survived. He had spent months nursing you back to peak health, a better health than you'd been in before he'd attacked, and sometime between then and now, you had fallen for each other.

With your consent he had began feeding from you periodically. Twice a week, supplementing the rest with the animals that had taken over the abandoned house next door. And with this arrangement came a meeting with a witch named Niki, who had given you a few talismans to protect you. They had helped to make Wilbur's feeding easier too.

Now, almost a year after meeting Wilbur and 4 months since you started dating, he wanted you to meet his family. You had, quite honestly, presumed Wilbur had no family until then, as he had brought up not a whispher or mutter of any family.

You agreed to meet his family but now that you were truly on your way there, not simply speaking empty promises, you were anxious. Wilbur had assured you that everyone in his family had a proper control over their hunger but still, you couldn't help but worry. And on top of that, what if Wilbur's father didn't like your gift? Then you'd have made a bad impression on top of being dead, the horror.

Wilbur broke you out of your thoughts with a soft press to your hand. Being brought back to the present, you notice that the coach box has already slowed to a near stop. Your eyes drift to the beautiful five story house (if you can call it that) with a thick, gothic style stone archway, artfully decorated by a budding moss.

The door pops open and Wilbur is on his feet instantly, holding a hand out for you. You're almost mesmerized by the way Wilbur looks back at his home, with hair mused by the wind, a piece of his lip caught between his teeth.

Now it's your turn to press your hand to his, helping him find his footing. Wilbur's face softens and he offers his arm to you, "Shall we?"

"I suppose we shall," You go through the archway and the air instantly feels different. You can't place how but Wilbur just takes a deep breath in, like he's savoring clear air.

You can spot the three men from the steps, though you imagine they've been able to see you for a while. Two of them—the older blond and the well-built pink one— are eyeing you critically, the only one to look happy to see you both is the young, tall blond who's positively bouncing on his feet. Or, more accurately, happy to see your boyfriend.

"Wilbur!" They beam, "You look like shit."

"Watch your language around our guest, Tommy," The older blond tutts before looking directly at you and finally smiling, "It's wonderful to meet you, Wilbur has told us all about you. I'm Phil, his sire."

Sire. Basically his father then.

"It's nice to meet you too," You shake his hand. Apparently age doesn't detract from strength since this man seems to have it in spades.

"I'm Tommy, Wilbur's favourite," Tommy chirps out, already poking at Wilbur incessantly. He looks exactly like an annoying younger brother should.

"I'm Technoblade," The tall, broody pink-haired one drones out. "Wilbur's actual favourite."

"He's my vampire twin!" Wilbur excitedly ushers you towards the door. "We were turned on the same day, only he was turned a few years early. We're basically twins besides that."

"Not how it works, Wil." Phil sighs. He, Techno and Tommy step through the door, while you and Wilbur stop just before the frame. Wilbur hesitates and you take the first step, winding your hands together and pulling him through the door with you.

Wilbur relaxes when he makes his way inside without trouble, as if doubting that his home would ever stop welcoming him. You squeeze his hand when he lingers a moment too long at the doorframe and he smiles at you, pulling you towards the drawing room.

{《☆》}

Phil absoloutely loves the jewelry you had brought him. The dazzling emeralds gleam seem to enchant the old vampire and he made quirk work of wearing them. After a jealous outburst from Tommy, you had promised the rest of the family matching pairs.

Dinner was going wonderful too. Even though none of them needed human food, they all were polite enough to share and eat along with you. No one (besides Tommy) complained and they seemed like such nice people, completely making you forget you had been nervous to begin with.

"So, what type of magical being are you?" Phil asked with a polite smile.

You and Wilbur froze. You glanced over at him, asking with your eyes how he'd forgotten to mention something so important in his letter. Wilbur winced and opened his mouth, only to instantly close it. Honestly, how had you fallen for such an airhead.

"They aren't—"

"They're a witch, obviously," Tommy snorted, as if Phil's question was truly that easy to answer. "Can't you feel the talismans on them. Quite high class too."

Phil rolled his eyes fondly, "Not all of us are sensitive to Magic, Tom."  He turned to you, "So, a witch. I always knew Wilbur had a type."

"I do not have a type," Wilbur pouts. Then he looks back to you, tipping his head. You shake your head back and he just nods, trying to subtly mimick zipping his lips. He fails.

{《☆》}

"That wasn't at all like how I planned it to be," Wilbur groans, but he can't keep the smile off his face. "They loved you."

"I wouldn't say love, but we certainly got along," You falter for a second, "but they still don't know I'm human."

"Well, what they don't know won't kill them," Wilbur offers. He frowns when you don't even smile, moving to kneel down, staring up at you. You can't look away as he reaches a hand up to smooth over your cheek. "It's not a big deal, beloved. I could always write Phil another letter, he won't judge you for it."

"And Tommy? He was so excited to find out I was a witch," You mumble, leaning heavily into his palm. "I just don't want to mess anything up."

"You could never, my moonlight, you are perfect." Wilbur fixes you with a strong gaze, every word coming out of his mouth like proven fact, strong and indisputable. It almost makes you believe it too.

"If you really want," Wilbur offers, "I can ask Niki to train any magic potential you have. Tommy saw something special in you besides the talisman, I know it's not displaced."

You melt into Wilbur, feeling pure warmth in your heart, "How did I get so lucky?"

"I should be asking you that," Wilbur leans up and kisses you, lips cold and warmth flooding your face.

{《☆》}

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