“Tommy hurry up!” Wilbur pounded on the bathroom door, desperately having to pee. You chuckled as you walked past knowing that Wilbur was pleading you’d say something to get the younger boy out of the only bathroom aside from your shared one.
“Tommy! Come on!” You called behind you as you walked into Tech and Wils’ shared room where you found the boy cuddled into his blanket ac on 58. This boy was trying very hard to skip school today, but you weren’t having it. Without so much of a second thought you were turning off the air conditioner and pulling the heavy weighted blanket off of him and onto the floor.
“Get your ass up pinky.” You holler ignoring the groans and mumbles coming from the teenager behind you.
As you leave the semi-dirty teenage room, you nearly have the wind knocked out of you when a little brunette boy runs into your body nearly falling over. “Tubbo stole my favorite socks.” Ranboo sulked, crossing his arms. Oh boy here we go.
Suppressing an eye roll you bend down to where Tub’ is sat on the floor, a very cute grumpy expression on his face. “Tubbo?” He hands you the socks in hand internally agreeing with you that it was way too early for any kind of lecture. You nod your head ‘Thanking him for his time’ before handing the pair of socks to Boo.
“Final- fucking lee.” Wilbur groans pushing his little brother out of the way when he emerges from the steamy bathroom towel wrapped around his waist, hair slicked back with way too much hair gel. A sigh leaves your lips as you help the boy on the floor up and run after Tommy ruffling his hair just as he reaches his room about to close his door.
His eyes widen, as he looks at you with daggers in the back of them. “WHAT THE FU-.” Phil rounds the corner leaning up against the door frame looking down at his son with an eyebrow raised.
“Sure you wanna continue that sentence Tom?”
Tommy mumbles something under his breath before closing the door. You turn to Phil with a bright smile on your face as he attempts to rub the rest of the sleepiness out of his. “Why you so smiley?”
Shrugging you press a kiss to his cheek before calling after Ranboo and Tubbo to come help you with breakfast.
“Tech, get your ass out of bed, and Wil hurry up in the bathroom or else you’re gonna miss your ride from Sally and ha’ parents.” The older blonde man yells at his two eldest boys before making his way back to his room to get ready for the day as well.
“I want Blueberry pancakes!” Tubbo cheers stepping on his step stool you bought him after you noticed how much he enjoyed helping around the kitchen.
“I want Chocolate Waffles!” Ranboo dances excitedly sitting on the bar stool across from his best friend.
Your eyes dart to the little boy next to you when you notice his eyebrows beginning to crinkle together at Bo’ not wanting the same thing as him. Immediately putting out the fire before it can catch a flame, you offer a counter deal.
“How bout, Blueberry Chocolate covered pancakes?”
-
For the first time in about two months everyone was sat at the dining table enjoying each other's company and the breakfast which seemed to be a big hit in the big household when each of the boys went back for seconds.
“Alright let’s hit the road.” Phil states patting Techno on the shoulder as he pushes out his seat and goes to place his plate in the sink, the pink headed boy doing the same thing. A honk from outside is heard letting Wil know his ride has arrived.
He stands up quickly giving each of his little siblings a kiss on the head, ignoring Tommys’ grimace at the childish like antic, before placing his plate in the sink and chugging down the rest of his oj.
You look at the three kids still sitting at the table speaking amongst themselves about anything and everything. Not wanting to disturb them you smile to yourself before going to wash the dishes so after dropping them off at school you don’t have to worry about it.
ʚ♡ɞ 𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 > cc!wilbur x gn!reader x tommyinit x philza / sbi (- techno) x gn!reader
ʚ♡ɞ 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 > idek tbh
ʚ♡ɞ 𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬 > You have a kid and Tommy doesn’t know
ʚ♡ɞ 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗧 > 0.7k
… big sigh tbh
“Yn my cooler older sibling!” Tommy yelled excitedly as he ran over to where you stood close by on your phone about to text the group chat and ask where everyone was. His large smile began to fade as it morphed into one of confusion when he saw the child behind you poke her head out to look and see who had called you.
“Oh, and who is this?” The blonde knelt in front of the two of you trying to get a good look at the little girl behind your legs. “Tommy, this is Alena, but we call her Lena for short. I totally forgot you’ve never met my daughter before.” Your daughter turned her head slightly to the left giving the boy an uneasy look.
Lena has always been a shy kid, she didn’t like talking to anyone she didn’t trust or know and hated being picked up by anyone other than you and your mother. When she was a baby if you left her alone for more than five seconds or if you weren’t in her line of sight it was the end of the world.
Except now instead of crying or throwing the biggest temper tantrum that she could she’d just follow quietly after you. Like a baby duck. “Len, say hi to Uncle Tommy.”
“so you’ve had a kid since.. forever!?” Tommy’s voice raised slightly as he got up hands out in disbelief as Phil and Wilbur followed after the boy at a slower pace.
“Uncle Willy!” Lena exclaimed as her little legs carried her over to the tall brunette who was smiling from ear to ear as he crouched down with open arms for her to run into.
You shrugged at Tommy putting your phone in your back pocket as your arms wrapped around his body, whilst his stayed at his side still in disbelief.
“You- I-.. What the.”
“Tommy!” Phil hushed him pointing towards the child on Wilburs hip who was babbling about something that made no sense while Wil just nodded and replied as if he could understand anything she was saying.
“But they have an entire child I didn't know about!”
“Well nobody else knows, and knowing you you’d bring it up accidentally on social media.”
And that was exactly why you hadn’t told your “little bother” about the little girl. Because he’d want to talk to her twenty four seven and when you were streaming he’d forget and being her up
Privacy was important to you and knowing your daughter could be safe without people saying things about her on the internet was in your best interest. You wanted her to have a normal life. Well normal to an extent.
“Oh.. well that does kinda make a lot of sense.”
“Come on, let's get on some rides, love bug.” Wilbur whispered to len’. She smiled, kicking her legs in excitement. Wil laughed rubbing the side of her head softly as the rest of the group followed.
-
“Why are they acting like that?” Tom questioned stuffing his face with cotton candy as he looked over at the three standing outside the gift shop looking at the stuffed animals that were on display.
“Acting like what?” The younger boy rolled his eyes, closing his sugary treat. “Like a couple spending the day with their kid.”
You rolled your eyes playfully at an awful joke Wilbur had told you about octopuses.
“Y/n is acting like they’re on a date and not out as a.” His hands went up in quotation marks, “family”
“Why do you care so much?” Philza laughed, bumping his shoulder with Tommy’s, waving at Alena who had made eye contact with him. “I don’t care.. well maybe i do. I don't know!”
He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. “Wil is like a brother to me and Yns’ like an older sibling so-.” He trailed off ending his sentence abruptly when the three of you made your way back.
-
“Are you and Wilbur dating?”
The question had caught you by surprise coming from Tommy. As he was someone to be so blunt he never was with you. Maybe it was because he found you intimidating or for another reason but he always found a way to beat around the bush. But not this time.
Tom was a smart kid and you were a bad liar so he knew he’d get the answer he was expecting from you.
'Not officially dating but we’ve been on a few dates.’
“Well if you get married i want to be the ring bear.”
author’s note(s): I absolutely adore family dynamics and having such a traumatizing childhood but being able to write something so special to me really really makes me all mushy inside hehe i hope you all love this piece my loves <3
cw warnings: fem!reader , phil and r are in a relationship but it’s not talked about , crack family basically, my first pg fic. wowza
“Tommy. Tubbo.” You sighed as both toddlers continued to try their hardest to run after Technoblade and Wilbur. As the sun had set and the weather began to become cooler you and Phil decided it would be best to get the boys out of the house for a breath of fresh air.
But of course no one said taking five children out under the age ten would be easy. So you had a system.
Phil walked ahead with Wil and Tech so they wouldn’t bother the littles, whilst you walked with Tommy and Tubbo who both had backpack leashes on and Ranboo who opted for holding your unoccupied hand and looked around at the outside scenery.
“But we wanna go with the older boys N/n.” Tom whined as he and Tub let up on the pulling when you had pulled back slightly almost causing them to fall.
“We are trying to have a peaceful outing and the four of you together are nothing but trouble.” The boy next to you giggled at the mention of his chaotic brothers. “They’re so silly right?” You whispered to him with a grin. He smiled nodding, fixing the crown that sat on his head.
“Hey I heard that!” Tubbo declared looking back at the two of you over his shoulder with a glare. “Good maybe it’d get you to stop being so wild.” His shoulders rose and fell in a shrug as he became roped in a conversation with Tom about taking over the slides when you reached the park.
-
All of the kids stood in a line side by side as they waited for you to give them their directions. “No hitting, slapping, insulting, or peeing on random objects.”
You told them seriously as you gave each and everyone ( except ranboo ) a pointed glared while you walked back and forth in front of them Phil watching amusingly from the bench behind you.
“If I hear one yell that isn’t from having fun, a single tear falls from anyone’s eye unless it’s from getting hurt, or hear even one small peep of a tattle tale we’ll go home and never come to the park again, understand?”
They all nodded before running off onto the playground equipment when you gave them a nod of approval to be free.
“You’re so great at this.” Phil beamed at you as you plopped down on the uncomfortable bench next to him resting your head on his shoulder. “I know, I should've been given a raise a long time ago.” Mid yawn you waved at Tommy who was waving frantically at you for no reason in particular.
“Yeah you really should’ve.” The blonde chuckled, rubbing your scalp calmly.
After a moment of silence a pair of very chapped lips kissed the top of your head, your eyes following after Wil and Boo who were screaming at the top of their lungs as their pink haired older brother tried to tag them.
“Ya know what tomorrow is?”
“Laundry day?”
He chuckled, shaking his head, placing his chin atop your head. “No, tomorrow’s mother’s day.”
“S’Nice but i’m not their mum so..” You trailed off eyes flickering between each little light of your life as their big smiles held a special place in your heart. You weren’t their birth mother of course but you were just like it.
The person who was there cheering them on at their games, who was there when they fell and needed someone to clean up their scrapes, and the person who constantly reminded them they were loved.
“But you could be.” He whispered. The statement caught you off guard. You immediately picked your head up looking at him confused. “Wha- what do you mean by could be?”
Just as he went to say something all five of your little army where surrounding you and Phil’s bench Techno holding Tommy who was clutching his knee in pain.
“Oh tommy what’s wrong?” You cradled the boy who had very little tears falling down his cheek as he tried to keep them in.
Wilbur spoke first as he squeezed Tommy’s hand. “We found him under the slide trying not to cry, and then when i asked him what’s wrong he said he didn’t want to go home.”
Phil scrunched his nose as he rubbed the boys leg soothingly. “Tommy, if you got hurt why would you think we’d go home.” You knew he was strong, ( and hard headed ) but he was a great kid with an amazing heart and it always made you feel a little tearful when you thought about how much he was going to grow.
When you got no answer you cradled him to you kissing his head and rocking slightly. “Go play guys.” You whispered when your little stubborn boy began to let it all out.
They each nodded before running off to leave their brother alone in the comfort of the adults.
“It’s alright Tom, you’re a big boy right?” Phil smiled, rubbing the underside of his son's chin with the side of his index finger wiping up some of the tears.
It was as if he had some sort of magic in his words or maybe that callused finger of his, but whatever it was made the little one in your arms wipe his tears.
“Want a lightning mcqueen band-aid for that nasty cut?”
HIGH SCHOOL REUNION AU FOR WILBUR W/ PROMPT 27 PLS 🙏
(can u tell i rlly like wilbur soot)
yes i deff can tell.
‧₊◜ # ‘high school reunion’ ex!wilbur x reader !
Attending a high school reunion wasn't something you planned for your Friday night, especially after your shift at the hospital. However, when your best friends are so keen on wanting to see everyone from ten years ago, you didn't really have a choice.
Walking the halls of a place you once loathed caused a sense of relief to wash over you. Sure, high school had ended quite a long time ago, but it was as if you were released from the cages of this hell hole all over again.
"Who do you think will show up?" Y/b/n questioned as the two of you made your way to the gyms. You both ended up following the handmade signs taped on the walls, which had probably been made by students attending the school now.
"Who knows. I'm literally only here for the food." You responded, taking a turn into the large gym where all your former classmates stood mingling in the center . Immediately, your friend broke away from your side and made their way towards a familiar face, leaving you all alone. You remember when you went off to college, you lost contact with all your friends, including your former boyfriend, Wilbur.
At first, it was easy. The first few months of classes held no ill feelings, but then as things began getting tougher, and you no longer had free time. You both mutually agreed to end things.
Though you had to admit you still missed him; his goofy laugh, stupid jokes, his long rambles about planes or conspiracies. Shaking your head you made your way over to the drink station where your old librarian stood serving punch.
You made your way over to the old woman and greeted her. You spent a lot of your time in the library when you were in high school, always had a book in your hand. In fact, it's where you and Wilbur met.
You gave the librarian a sweet smile as well as a thank you, before taking your drink and making your way to one of the unoccupied tables.
After a few minutes of sitting by yourself, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Looking up, you met the eyes of a familiar face, one from your previous years.
"Y/n?"
"Wilbur?" You stood up eagerly to accept the brunette's hug, allowing his arms to wrap around you. You didn't realize how much you missed the boy in front of you, but when the cologne he had worn when the two of you had fallen in love; everything came flooding back.
"It's been so long! How have you been?" He asked, pulling away and taking the empty seat next to yours.
Taking a few minutes to catch up, it didn't make you feel like you hadn't seen each other in ten years. It wasn't awkward whatsoever, it was more like a breath of fresh air after holding it for so many years. Fortunately, the break up was never mentioned, despite it being a mutual ending it still hurt a lot, that was something you both agreed on.
"Hey Y/n, are you ready to go?" Turning your attention away from the brunette sitting in front of you, you gave her a half-hearted nod before getting up, ready to say goodbye.
Wilbur getting up as well gave you a sincere smile pulling at his sweatshirt sleeve.
"It was really nice seeing you again, Wil."
He nodded. "Likewise." Pulling you into another hug, this one, lingering just a bit longer than usual.
"Hey, Y/n, can you just promise me one thing? ” His voice low as the two of you pulled away.
"What's that? ”
"If you ever find yourself in L.A again… call me. ”
… when i found out Boo wears eyeliner i just kinda rolled with it. because who wouldn’t want to be told a minecraft role play story whilst putting eyeliner on their bestie
“Wait, so you’re married to Tubbo canonically?” You questioned dipping your pinky into the small jar of vaseline rubbing it on your lips. “Mhmm.”
“And you have a pig child?”
“Yup!”
The tall blonde nodded as he bounced lightly on the edge of your bed. “Ahh.” You picked up your eyeliner pen turning towards the mirror to make sure you didn’t mess up.
“But that’s just us, Quackity is in a relationship with Karl and Sapnap though that’s kinda strained right now because they forgot to tell him about their kingdom, but that’s just because Karl time travels and is slowly losing his memory and Sap thought Karl had told them.”
You quirked an eyebrow stopping the black pen from touching your face now intrigued with this minecraft roleplay. Core? Or whatever it was called. “So after being like outcasted in his own relationship or whatever he made a casino and made deals with the devil or some shit…”
He trailed off looking up at you just as you began to wing your liner. “Ooh can you do mine, I didn't have the chance to before I left.”
You nodded moving onto the next one listening as he continued.
“And then there’s Dream who is manipulative and manipulated me and a few other minors, oh and he took one of Tommys’ canon lives by killing him with a potato.” He stated plainly as if it was one of the most normal sentences ever.
After finishing your own eyeliner and taking in everything your best friend had told you; You walked over to him tilting his head back and making him close his eyes. “And this is all in minecraft?”
“Mhmm mhm.”
“But it’s okay only some of the trauma I have in lore passed onto me in real life.” He joked his eyelid fluttered a bit when the tip of the black colored pen touched his skin.
You huffed chuckling under your breath at his dry humor. “I’m always so jealous of you when you wear eyeliner.”
You admitted lightly your voice a whisper as you perfected the wing. “Pfft. You wear yours so much better.” Moving your arm to move to the eye on your non-dominant side. “I could never..”
You bit your lip, care as to not mess up. “I’m not going back and forth with you, so thank you.”
“Andddd…. There ya go pretty boy! Looking quite beautiful might I add.”
His cheeks visibly reddened at the compliment, rolling his eyes as he tried to play it off.
