#godbur

[songsofsoot]

Godbur/100pbur

[ribbon-heartwise]

c!Wilbur is such a Girl Anachronism. All of them. All of the c!Wilburs. You could even argue some IRLburs, like Simpbur and ARGbur.

"And you can tell by the red in my eyes

And the bruises on my thighs

And the knots in my hair

And the bathtub full of flies

That I'm not right now at all

There I go again

Pretending that I'll fall

Don't call the doctors

They've seen it all before

They'll say just

'Let her crash and burn, she'll learn

The attention just encourages her'"

[skretri]

FINISHED!!!

[mysticalsoot]

sweet christmas

godbur’s very first christmas

➸ note; i wrote this in probably a total of an hour and i am very proud of that but i do worry that it isn’t very good although i am sure it’s fine, i just fear i rushed it, anyways!! enjoy your godbur fix !

➸ pairing; god!wilbur x gn!reader // godbur x gn!reader

➸ summary; after telling wilbur of the wonders of christmas, he decides to give you the best holiday season you could ever imagine

➸ warning; cheesy nicknames, allusions to past childhood trauma, maybe swearing?

➸ age-rating; 14+

➸ wordcount; 1.7k

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wilbur was hands down one of your favorite people to live with, yes the trail to get to this point was nothing but rocky, but you were quite content with how things turned out.

your life felt more serene and peaceful as an immortal than it did when you were mortal. getting to wake up in his arms, get smothered in kisses and love; then go about your days together, assisting him in whatever matters he may need it in. it felt domestic, and sweet; and god, was he caring. he loved looking out for you, caring for you and treating you with such love and kindness.

he loved to hold you and sway you, cook for you and love on you. you were his pride and joy.

not too long ago, you went on a rant about a lot of things from the mortal realm, explaining them in such detail that it completely captured wil's attention, although one subject sunk in the most; christmas.

he thought the mere idea was beautiful, a gift giving holiday with snowy weather and fun activities? count him in. he wanted nothing more than to treat you to anything and everything, spoiling you to an extent you didn't know was possible.

i think it stuck most for him once you told him of the Christmases you had as a child. of course, they weren't all bad but you had plenty of Christmases that you would have loved to go without. years that it just couldn't bring you joy, or years where it broke you down.

so, he made it his mission to give you the best Christmas he can. a whole month was blocked out for you, starting in what he called November and ending in late December. although there's no true concept of time in his world, he copied the human form of time a while ago, just to give you a better sense of things. to make you feel at home (although he was home, there were bits that you missed from time to time).

he had yet to tell you, keeping it a surprise while he made a little basket of Christmas things.

when you opened it, you almost questioned him on where he found everything but then realized that wouldn't go anywhere. he's a god, with powers you can't even fathom. there's nothing out of the way with him.

it was filled with snacks and a cookie cookbook, a soft blanket, one of his sweaters and various other things (he did go a bit candle crazy, but he knew you loved them and hell, he did too).

after that, then the festivities began. he started off with a Christmas movie and some warm s'mores, both of you sharing as you tucked yourself against his side.

"love," he paused, looking down at you as he lifted your chin, getting your gaze to meet his.

"yes?" he smiles at the softness of your voice before wiping chocolate from the corner of your mouth with the pad of his thumb. you frown gently up at him, and he places a gentle kiss to your lips.

"that's it," he hums, placing a few more soft kisses to your cheeks and temple.

"that didn't warrant a 'love'," you huff, kissing his cheek before resting back beside him on the couch. you squeak when he pulls you into his lap, "willllllll," you whine, looking up at him with the best pissed look you can give before you begin to giggle at him.

"everything warrants a 'love', baby," he tilts your head back, hand resting on the front of your throat as he kisses all over your face; showering you in all the love he can possibly muster.

"hmmm.. I disagree," you rest your hands on his thighs, to ground yourself somehow, as his hands move down to rub over your stomach, fingers gently tracing shapes on your skin; underneath your sweater.

"disagree all you want, I'm right, little one," wil's lips curl up into a smirk as you groan at his words, head leaned back against his shoulder.

"why do you *always* have to be right?" you huff, crossing your arms over your chest as he pulls you closer, maneuvering you so your legs are draped over his lap.

"I'm a god, remember? *your* god, darling," his smirk then morphs back into a smile as he kisses underneath your chin.

"don't wear it out," you nuzzle your nose up against his neck, your arms now around him as he pulls you closer; your attention now back on the movie, but his still on you.

his next activity, which took place a few days later; was cookie baking. thankfully, he chose a recipe and some premade dough; just in case. you figured the premade stuff was gonna get its use pretty quickly.

"baby, can you pass me the sugar?" he inquired, hand reaching out mindlessly as he reread the recipe for the trillionth time, ensuring that he was processing the material properly and wouldn't fuck this up for you.

you didn't really care if the cookies turned out perfectly, or at all. you just enjoyed the time you could spend with him, and the sweet moments he created with you.

you handed him the sugar, watching him grab the bag with ease (despite it being several pounds in one hand). you then swiftly moved over to stand beside him, gazing up at him as he measured out the ingredients. he placed all the dry ingredients in a bowl, but didn't bother to stir it yet as he moved to pick you up and place you on the counter. he handed you the bowl and a whisk.

"can you stir this for me, little love?" he crooned, and you nodded, stirring while he went over to the fridge to gather the rest of the ingredients (all at once, mind you).

you had to keep yourself from laughing at the sight, his arms filled with all of the ingredients all stacked up and pressed under his chin.

"wil, be careful," you mumbled, smiling softly to him as he nodded his head to you.

"I'm fine! I've got this!" he attempted at reassurance, but it came out squeaky rather than firm.

you shook your head, giggling to yourself as you set down the bowl beside you and swung your legs on the edge of the counter. he placed all of the wet ingredients down on the counter, rather clumsily before he began that mixture.

surprisingly, the cookies turned out well. and you both danced together in the kitchen while they baked, only to cuddle up in front of another Christmas movie when they were done.

various activities had occurred during the two months he blocked out, baking, games, cuddles, ice skating and show angel making in the garden. he planned everything and there wasn't a moment you didn't enjoy. you loved every second of it, and he enjoyed every giggle and smile you had to offer.

Christmas morning rolled around quickly, the both of you having spent Christmas Eve with a small dinner, cookies and a movie. and of course, wil had you open one of your gifts before bed. it was a little Christmas ornament he had sculpted from some clay and then painted. a star, with golden paint and beautiful cursive words spelling 'my star' on the back, with the year underneath. you'd be lying if you said you didn't cry, because you did and could barely mumble out a thank you.

just like every kid on Christmas, you woke up early. beyond excited and just bouncing with excitement.

you shook Wil gently beside you, his sleeping form peacefully tucked in bed beside you.

"wil, wil! it's Christmas!" you giggled, shaking him a bit more as he hummed, eyes daring to flutter open and gaze up at you.

"mm, just a few more minutes? you can wait, little love," he pulls you gently against his chest, sleepy, sloppy kisses placed on your cheek. you squirm, giggling at his kisses before whining gently.

"but it's Christmas!!"

he chuckles, holding you closer as you tuck yourself against him, "but Christmas morning cuddles are the best, mm?"

"maybe," you shrug, settling into him for just a bit longer.

a smirk crawls up on his lips before he sighs, pulling back to look down at you, smirk morphing to a smile before he leans down to kiss you.

you look up at him, eyes trying to close again, despite your tiredness setting in, you're determined to stay awake, "can we watch the disney christmas special? like the parade?"

"you truly underestimate my powers as a god, baby," his joyful expression stays held on his face as he kisses your nose and helps you out of bed.

he holds out his hand for you, stepping towards the bedroom door as he wiggles his fingers at you. you wrap your hand around his index finger, tugging softly as he chuckles and leads you down the stairs and into the living area. the tree lit up, creating a dim lighting atmosphere that casts beautiful shadows and a warm light over the room.

you both sit down, beginning to exchange gifts and thank one another for each one. not too long passes and he's shooing you onto the couch as he cleans up and throws a quick breakfast in the oven before joining you on the couch, pulling you onto his lap and pressing sweet kisses to your face. he's quiet and quick with turning on the Christmas morning special for you, fingers circling over the skin of your stomach.

"you can nap, y'know?" he hums against the shell of your ear, kissing the skin behind it.

"don't wanna miss the parade," you whine, yawning and curling in against him.

"who's to say you can't rewatch it if you miss it?"

you shrug, nodding before dozing off. he moved his hand to sift through your hair, sleep taking you peacefully as he admires the room around him. the quaint quiet surrounding him, the warmth and love that he feels for you. how sweet, and gentle the holiday was. even if you're asleep only three hours after waking up.

you both know there’s many more christmases to come.

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note; ngl i feel like he'd be just so soft as a cg but still like have plenty of boundaries!! ok thats all, besides his love of christmas- now that's it (if I sound weird, I feel weird so like dw)

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[bursonahome]

Welcome to the illness

This blog is for a bunch of ill bursona alters in our systen to do talkbacks and rp style posts

Sign offs: <Source, Chosen name, Prns, Sign off>

COLLECTIVE • Wilbur • He/They • ⚔️

C!Wilbur • [Lukas] • He/Him • 📔

L'manbur • [Adam] • He/Him • 🏹

Pogbur • [] • He/It • ☕️

Vilbur • [V] • It/He/Bomb • 🧨

Ghostbur • [Pax] • He/They/Ghost/Blue • 🦋

Limbur • [] • He/Scream • 🧳

Deadbur • [] • He/Him • 🧼

Jubileebur • [] • He/Him • 📞

Salinebur • [] • He/It/Sulk • 💊

YSWRbur • [] • He/They • 📹

LosingfaceBur • [] • He/They/It • 🎞️

SISVbur • [] • He/Him • 🎒

LJ+ISBur • [] • He/Him • 🌆

Revivebur • [Rev] • He/It • 🚬

Utahbur • [] • He/Him • 📦

100p/Godbur • [Ethos] • He/God/Angel/Divine • ⛪️

Simpbur • [Romeo] • He/They • 💾

Incelbur • [Juno] • He/She/Love • 💕

IHRMbur • [] • He/Glitch/Code • 📼

Softbur • [Max] • He/They • 🍜

ARGbur • [] • He/Dark/Haunt • 🗞️

PBur • [] • He/Him/His/They • 🍻

OSMPbur • [] • They/He/Phantom/Float • 🕯️

CC!Wilbur • [] • He/Him • 📀

Geobur-?? • [] • He/They/Plant/Bee • 🗺️

YLYLbur • [] • He/Him • 📽️

TP • [] • He/She/Glam/They • 💄

MCCbur • [] • He/Him • 🎮

Hard to explain- • [] • He/Him • 🪣

TipTup • [Charlie] • He/They • 🧸

Highschool!Wil • [Jason] • He/Him • 📓

Royal!Wil • [] • He/They • 👑

Jock!Wil • [Ryan] • He/Him • 🏀

hard to explain- • [Liam] • He/Him • 🩳

i- college? • [] • He/Him • 📚

HO16bur • [] • He/Him • 🚐

onedaybur • [] • He/Him • 🧭

sexsellsbur • [] • He/They • 🔦

Tauntbur • [] • He/They/It • ⚡️

30daybur • [] • He/Him • ⚙️

Passerinebur • [Prince] • He/Peace • 🕊️

hard to explain again • [] • He/She/It • 🪩

sorrybur • [] • He/Him • 💰

zombur • [Maxwell] • He/It • 🐍

cultbur • [Aaron] • They/He • 🐾

(NOT A COMPLETE LIST, INFO TO BE ADDED, NAME SUGGESTIONS OPEN- THE STORY OF WHY WE'RE ALL NAMELESS SUDDENLY IS KINDA TRAUMATIC-)

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