superstarbur’s slut

20 ⭑ she/they ⭑ minors dni ⭑ wss

[wilbursprincess]

About Me!

i’m belle. i write bursona smut. i’m 20 and use she/they. obviously wss. masterlists (sorted by bursona) and more below.

DNI List

i don’t care if shelby supporters/neutrals/not wss hang out, but im pretty sure you don’t want to read fics about the bursonas of someone who you’re convinced is her abuser despite no evidence.

also minors please do not hang out here either, this is not a place for you to learn about sex.

otherwise, just the normal dnis. homophobes, transphobes, pro-ana, pro-endo (you’re not a system, DID isn’t a fun quirk, you just like to roleplay), that kind of stuff.

My Other Blog

@belleloveswilbur is my main account. i mostly post wss content and random shit. feel free to chat with me there too :)

FAQs

when did you start writing? in 2023!

why did you start writing? idk. guess i’m just horny for bursonas. aren’t we all?

do you like lovejoy? is the sky blue? i fucking love those guys. never made a song i don’t like.

have you seen lovejoy live? i have twice! on the ‘road to 100’ tour in 2023, and on the ‘one simple tour’ in 2025. i will also brag that i met the band and got barrier at that show.

what do you do when you’re not writing? i’m a big reader, i love reading WWII historical fiction, true crime, and romance books. i also enjoy making jewelry, baking, cooking, video games, nail art, doing my makeup, and playing with my cat.

anything else notable we should know? i have a cat named steve who’s the love of my life. my family is half-british so i have a slight accent. i live in the midwestern united states. i met most of the dsmp at vidcon in 2023. i like to drink my parents’ booze. i lost my virginity in the backseat of a toyota highlander in the parking lot of a dicks sporting goods in a blizzard. idk, what else do y’all wanna know?

i sent you an ask, where tf is it? i have adhd. your guess is as good as mine. it’s not personal. i love everyone who sends me asks and will personally kiss you all on the mouth (with consent bc consent is sexy).

why do you support wilbur? his ex’s stories have far too many holes and no proof whatsoever. she’s also said some horrendous things about people with depression, not to mention contradicting herself every time she speaks about this ‘abuse’. my entire reasoning is far too long to fit here, but this document sums up a lot.

What I Will Write

~sfw wilbur headcannons

~sfw wilbur oneshots/short fics

~nsfw/sfw bursona headcannons

~nsfw/sfw bursona oneshots/short fics

~smut, fluff, and a bit of angst and hurt/comfort!

~any and all bursonas are fair game for requests! you can see which I’ve written for in the masterlist down below, but I’m always willing to write for a new bursona :)

~anything nsfw will be written with an afab body and she/her pronouns, and most sfw posts will be gender neutral, they/them pronouns and no specific body/anatomy mentioned.

~any pronouns/gender with an afab body is fine too! nothing against amab bodies ofc, just not knowledgable enough to write accurately.

What I Won’t Write

~anything nsfw about wilbur himself

~noncon/rape

~piss/scat/anything with bodily fluids

~step parent/sibling/incest stuff (just no. eww.)

~age play/anything to do with minors

~anything for amab bodies, i’m just not knowledgable about them to feel comfortable.

~anything from a porn/tiktok link (i don’t have tiktok and I find porn disgusting)

~anything I’m just not comfy with, so if you’re not sure, ask!

My Ask Box

it’s open. do your worst.

My Tags

~all my writing is under #princesswrites

~all my headcannons are under #princesshcs

~all my fics are under #princessfics

~all my other bullshit is under #princessother

Anonymous List

shoot me an ask with the emoji(s) you’d like to be known by and you’ll go here!

~💫 anon

~❄️ anon

~😶‍🌫️ anon

Masterlists (sorted by Bursona)

Wilbur Soot Masterlist

Superstarbur Masterlist (Who is Superstarbur?)

Simpbur Masterlist

Princebur Masterlist

Godbur Masterlist

Beardbur Masterlist

Emobur Masterlist

Sirenbur Masterlist

Streamerbur Masterlist

Revivebur Masterlist

Sorrybur Masterlist

Soothousebur Masterlist

Vampirebur Masterlist

Incelbur Masterlist

Soberbur Masterlist

Pastorbur (Pastor Gold) Masterlist

Dadbur Masterlist

Miscellaneous Masterlist

[wilbursprincess]

Will u ever post anything againn?? /Gen!

yes I will! im actually in my last two weeks of college so my life has been nothing but college :) this summer I will!! ily all sm <3

[wilbursprincess]

@heartofwritiing and i are having a wonderful conversation on instagram about how superstarbur and editorbur eat pussy

[veronicaleighauthor]

[ghosthorse-tracks]

Lesser-known steps of the writing process:

Finding all the paragraphs where you used some hyper-specific word more than once

Rearranging paragraphs that you swear you wrote in the right order but turned out to be totally backwards

Going for a walk, coming up with the perfect line, and forgetting it as soon as you get home and open your laptop

Creating a separate document where you can dump all of those nice sentences that no longer fit in anywhere

Waking up in a cold sweat because so-and-so was supposed to be barefoot but never actually took his shoes off

[wilbursprincess]

Heyyyy new to your blog and i had a idea for you

I dunno if your comfy with this but high sex with emobur👀both consenting ofc

dude i’ve never been high/had high sex but ive had drunk sex (consentual) and OH LORDDDDDD

so in short i can’t actually write that bc no experience but drunk sex… 👀

[sentientsky]

repeating this to myself forever and ever

[wilbursprincess]

Rip 😔 maybe star gazing if the weather isnt bad? -🐿️

ok now THAT i can get behind.

[wilbursprincess]

Nah im in the dmv but its definitely a thing here :P most people head to ocean city md (its mostly the rich kids and private school kids) -🐿️

i’m from a small town in the midwest that’s also a lot of rich kids. like tesla-on-your-16th-birthday rich. we’re near the great lakes but there’s honestly not a lot of beach culture believe it or not!

[wilbursprincess]

Id say bc your birthday is at the end of may and thats when pools open and stuff, maybe if able head to the beach? Though i think that might be around like senior beach week? (Idk my senior year was boring af) im just imagining like jello shots at the beach lmao -🐿️

senior beach week??? are you in california or something??? because my senior year sucked and we didn’t have beach week. i’m always game for jello shots tho. the weather here in the midwest is volatile asf around may, sometimes it’s beach weather and sometimes it’s pouring rain.

[wilbursprincess]

give me all your ideas for a birthday special fic. i turn 21 on may 30 and i want to write sm to celebrate. the only issue is that i have no clue what the fic should be about, nor what ill do irl with my 3 friends and my already fondness of booze. oh well.

[wilbursprincess]

I need more of simpbur being obsessed with his girlfriend.

Idk if you're comfortable with writing this but basically reader finds Wilbur's sex toys (proper ones and made ones he came up with). Also maybe reader catches him masturbating.

“Aww, Does Somebody Need A Hand?”

Simpbur x Female Reader

Warnings: Masturbation, toys, humiliation (I think?), praising, orgasm control, edging, titjob, handjob, blowjob, all the jobs but the one I get paid for

Taglist: @heartofwritiing

“Idk if you’re comfortable with writing this” anon it’s incredibly hard to make me uncomfortable. I promise that I want to see your nastiest, filthiest, kinkiest requests, because this is a judgment free zone.

Fic below cut!

Coming home from a long shift, I sigh and kick off your shoes. What I found under my boyfriend’s side of the bed has been nagging at my thoughts all day, and I have no idea how to even breech the subject to him.

I was vacuuming the house on my day off. The vacuum kept getting stuck on something under our bed. I reached under to pull out a shoebox, and didn’t think anything of it until something rattled inside. I opened it, and I found-

A soft, low groan comes from the bedroom before I can finish the thought, and I jump. The door is closed. If it was Wilbur, my boyfriend, wouldn’t he have welcomed me home?

Carefully, ever-so-slowly, I creep towards the closed door. However, once I approach, I see the door isn’t actually closed. It’s been pulled almost-closed, a tiny gap of light visible between the frame and the edge of the door. Trying my best not to make a noise, I peer through the gap.

Wilbur is lying on our bed. However, it’s clear why he didn’t notice I came home. He’s naked from the waist down, one hand gripping the pillows, the other gripping a fleshlight, pumping it over his cock. Every few pumps, he stops, legs shaking, eyes screwed shut. Precum dribbles in sticky globs over his hands and the toy.

“Fuck,” he gasps, yanking the toy off his cock and thrusting into the air where it once was. It throbs pathetically, another bead of precum forming on the tip. He presses his head back, glowing phone screen slipping out of his hands and landing on the sheets. I notice he’s scrolling through my Instagram as he edges himself. How touching.

“What are you doing, baby?” I ask, pushing through the door and grinning at him. He’s white as a ghost at the sight of me, frantically trying to hide the box of toys that lays open.

Wilbur makes an effort to smile at me, trying to pretend he was doing anything else before I barged in. “You’re home!”

“You could’ve told me about the toys, Will,” I tell him, sitting next to him on the bed and tracing a nail down the length of his cock. “I found them when I was cleaning the other day.”

The shock on his face is quickly marred by pleasure as I rub the underside of his cock with my thumb, the spot right under the head that makes him squirm. “A-are you mad?”

“Of course not,” I reply, letting go of his cock. It bounces harshly against his lower stomach. “You don’t have to hide things from me.”

“It’s…” he whimpers. “Embarrassing.”

Slipping out of my work shirt, my hands reach around to unclasp my bra. “You’ve eaten my ass, but fleshlights are where you draw the line?”

“Good point,” Wilbur replies. His eyes are firmly on my tits, hand reaching for his cock again.

I finally get the bra unclasped, soft tits falling against my chest. “Aww, does somebody need a hand?”

He nods frantically, tugging me up into a sloppy, desperate kiss. He thrusts up between my legs, whimpering as he soaks my pants with precum.

“Good boy,” I whisper as I pull away, pinning his hands on the headboard. “Show me how badly you need to cum.”

Wilbur almost screams, trying to thrust into the air, but I’m sitting on his legs so he can’t move. “Fuck, please, need it, baby, please, let me!”

“If you’re good and can hold it while I play with you, ok?” He nods, eyes wide and darting between my face and chest. “Keep your hands there. If you move them, you’re not going to cum.”

I slide his aching cock between my tits, spitting on the tip so it glides between the soft mounds. Every movement makes him gasp, whine, or whimper.

“You feel so good,” Wilbur whispers, taking deep breaths and willing himself to hold back the explosive orgasm building. “Please don’t stop.”

I slowly pull up his cock, barely moving as he squirms on our sheets. “I call the shots. I’ll stop if I want to.”

“S-sorry, baby, I know you’re in charge,” he apologizes, tears forming pathetically in his dark eyes.

Smiling, I spit on my palm and start to stroke him again. “Aww, you’re learning. Since you were so good, I’ll let you choose how you cum.”

“Let me use your throat,” Wilbur pleads. “Please, baby. Please. I-I’ve been good.”

I pull him into a kiss, hand resting on his chest. “Tell me that you’re mine, and you’ll never cum without my permission.”

“I’m yours,” he murmurs, squeezing my tits and smiling at me in the dark. “I-I’ll never cum without your permission. Never.”

I slide onto the floor, tying my hair up and giving him a wink. “Good boy. Make yourself cum with my throat.”

Wilbur’s hands grasp my hair as he forces himself down my throat, gibberish falling from his mouth as he feels the warm, tight hug of my throat around his desperate cock. It barely takes 3 thrusts until he’s there, rope after rope of hot, sticky cum filling my throat and mouth. I swallow everything he gives me, relishing in the bitter tang of it.

“That’s my good boy,” I praise when he pulls out of my mouth. “You did so well holding that back.”

Wilbur visibly jumps at the praise, pulling me onto the bed and kissing me. His hands trace all over my body, and he’s grinning into the kiss.

[wilbursprincess]

i like to write drabbles when i’m bored asf. sometimes these turn into fics, sometimes they sit in my drafts. some are based off true events, some are just from my incredible imagination. i couldn’t think of any way to write this into a bursona oneshot since it’s a female pov, so…

Despite the fact that the car’s almost older than me, the heating works well. Almost too well. He’s sitting across from me in the dark, the warm lighting of the streetlights illuminating his face.

My foot nudges an empty bottle of tequila as I climb back, swallowing my nerves as he reaches up and caresses down my chest.

“Lacy?” He guesses, smiling at me.

I shake my head, laughing. “No. Try again.”

“It’s totally a lace bra,” he repeats, reaching for the hem of my hoodie and lifting it. “See? Lace.”

“It’s not lace, and it’s not even a bra, dumbass.”

For once, he doesn’t have a snarky retort. His hands squeeze and trace my chest. “Are you a good kisser?”

I’m on top of him, tasting mint gum and sticky sweet alcohol on his lips. They’re softer than expected.

“I’m not a bad kisser,” I answer, far after the question was raised. I’m inches away from his face, hair ticking his forehead. “Am I?”

He laughs softly, pushing the waistband of my leggings down around my hips. “God, you’re tiny.”

“My ass isn’t.”

His hands say what his words won’t, pinging the waistband of my panties and roughing squeezing my ass. I can’t think of what to say, so I kiss him again. He hungrily bites my lower lip as he grinds up between my legs.

My eyes flutter open as he pushes me onto my back, pushing up my hoodie and pulling down my leggings. His hot breath tickles my stomach as he kisses the exposed skin.

“Told you I’m strong enough to toss you around how I want,” comes the voice from between my legs. He looks up at me, the dim lighting revealing his smug smile as he starts to slide off his sweatpants.

My foot meets a bag of empty cans as I help him take my leggings off, and we giggle.

“Why the fuck would you keep those here?”

“I’m about to bang my coworker in the back of my car in a parking lot, and you’re asking about the cans?”

“Look, I’m raising the real questions.”

He just shakes his head, pushing my thighs apart and burying his face between them.

As irritating as he can be, he does know how to go down on a girl. He knows just how to tease, pulling away to suck hickies onto my thighs and stomach, then dive in for more.

Unfortunately, it’s not nearly enough for me, and he’s kissing me again before I’m even close. He’s not even hard yet, rubbing between my legs as he groans.

“Remember I love sucking dick?” I whisper, and he’s reaching for his boxers before I can even ask if he’d like me to.

His hand grasps my hair as I slide his cock into my mouth, nose brushing his bare stomach as he lets out a soft groan.

“You’re… good at that,” he murmurs, pressing his head back against the soft blanket he’s thoughtfully laid out for us. “Fuck.”

He’s rock hard in just a few moments of my warm mouth sliding up and down his cock, spit pooling around the base.

“Ride me?”

I slide down on him slowly, the two of us sighing in unison at the feeling of our bodies together.

“You said booze makes you last longer,” I tease, and he wraps his arms around my waist, pounding into me with all his strength. “You better not… have lied.”

“Never,” he gasps, slapping my ass and roughly kissing me.

Impressively, he doesn’t miss a beat flipping me back onto the blanket, hooking my leg over his shoulder and pounding me even harder.

“You feel amazing,” I sigh, and he groans.

My inner thighs feel suddenly wet, and he’s pulled out of me. Sticky white glistens on his cock.

“Oh my god, you did NOT,” I laugh.

“Shit,” he laughs.

“I didn’t even finish yet!”

He finishes cleaning himself up, reaching down and rubbing my clit in soft circles. “We can’t have that, can we?”

As the orgasm hits, liquid gushes out and sprays his hand.

“I wasn’t expecting that!”

“I told you I was a squirter! Are you saying I’d lie?”

“I didn’t say that… could you do that again?”

“Go ahead and try.”

Luckily for me, he’s so fascinated by my ‘talent’ that he doesn’t stop until I whine and push him away, several orgasms later.

“Can we have round two?” He pleads, rock hard again. “I can last longer.”

He slides back inside me, pounding me until I cry out with joy. His hands are in my hair, lips on mine, and I almost forget how pissed he’s made me over this past year. Almost forget I have to look him in the eyes at work after this. Almost forget we’re in a parking lot in our tiny hometown because his parents won’t let him have girls over. Almost forget my parents think I’m comforting a heartbroken friend, not getting railed in a Honda.

“Oh, God,” he groans, shooting his load deep inside me for the second time that night. “Fuck, I needed that.”

“Thank fuck for birth control,” I laugh. “Where did you put my leggings?”

We’re dressed, sitting in the front seats again a few minutes later.

“I should be getting home,” I say, grabbing my keys.

“See you at work?” He asks, and I nod, slipping my shoes back on.

I turn back to look at him before I get out. “Cmon, not even gonna kiss me goodnight?”

[wilbursprincess]

Hello hi!!! Hi!!! I’m new to this blog but your writing is rlly good

I just came here to share my idea of Incelbur being bullied (cuz of course he is) only for the popular girl reader to come up and defend him and trying to befriend him!! Just a cute little idea I had teehee

“You’re Cute For A Nerd”

Incelbur x Female Reader

Warnings: Incelbur being Incelbur… but that’s what you’re here for, right?

Taglist: @heartofwritiing

Hi anon! Thank you! I’m glad you like my writing :) sorry it took me awhile to get to your ask, I hope you enjoy this!!! I was 100% not a popular girl in school, everyone knew of me but I had exactly 1 friend that I actually liked throughout school. Hopefully this doesn’t turn into a cliche because I have no experience with popularity! Being bullied, however? Plenty of experience!

“Your shoe’s untied, loser,” comes a jeering voice behind Wilbur, and when he looks down on impulse, a heavy blow hits the back of his head.

“Told you he’d fall for it!” Another voice laughs, hands slamming into Wilbur’s back and pushing him down. His open backpack hits the floor, contents spilling all over the hallway. “Pick it up, bitch.”

Wilbur fights to keep his face neutral. He knows not to react. It just makes things worse.

“Hey!” A new voice joins in. “What the fuck?”

He looks up from his rather uncomfortable position to see a cascade of shiny hair, sweet perfume, and a perfectly manicured hand being held out to him. Wilbur doesn’t take it.

“Oh, sweetie.” The voice might come off as condescending to some, but Wilbur’s enchanted. “I’m not going to push you down again. Just take it.”

Her soft skin brushes against the rough surface of Wilbur’s as she pulls him to his feet, dusts the dirt from the hallway floor off the knees of his baggy jeans. “I’m sorry, they suck.”

All he manages in return is a half smile and a hint of a laugh. He’s tongue-tied at the best times, but it’s worst around girls.

“Wilbur, right?” She asks, perfectly plucked eyebrow arching into a question. “You sat behind me in history last semester, didn’t you?”

“Oh, yea, I did, now that I think of it,” he rambles, trying to make it seem like he didn’t stare at her bra straps through her shirt every class period that semester.

She wordlessly kneels down, giving Wilbur a nice view of her ass in skinny jeans and the hint of lacy panties at the waistband as she gathers his things off the floor. “You’ve got lunch now, too?”

“Y-yea,” he replies, taking the stack of textbooks and papers she hands him.

Standing up, she smiles at him. “You should come eat with me. We can sit in my car, nobody will bother you there. Cmon. You’re cute for a nerd.”

Wilbur can hardly believe his luck when he’s sat in the passenger seat of her car a few minutes later, fingers tangled in a shared bag of chips sitting in the cupholder between them. She’s sat elegantly, chewing her salad and glancing over every few moments to meet his eyes with a smile.

“I like your car,” he blurts out.

She laughs. “Aww, thank you, sweetie. I inherited it from my older sister. It’s a bit of a shitbox, but hey. What can’t some decorations and an air freshener fix?”

There’s a cheap plastic garland of flowers dangling from the rearview mirror and the smell of body spray in the air. Several hairties sit in the cupholder next to a tube of sparkly lipgloss. The beat-up dash has several sparkly knickknacks and another tube of lipgloss scattered about. It’s the closest he’s been to a woman in ages, and he’s leaking precum with excitement.

“You’re sweet,” she murmurs. “It’s a shame everyone treats you like shit.”

Wilbur swallows his mouthful of sandwich. “Y-you think so?”

“I know so.” She reaches over, brushes a crumb off his cheek. “We’re into the same nerd stuff, too. I saw the stickers on your notebook.”

“Really?” He can’t believe it. “Y-you also watch anime?”

She grins, unzipping her hoodie to reveal her shirt, adorned with the lead character from Wilbur’s favorite anime. “We should watch the new season together when it drops next month.”

[wilbursprincess]

happy 2026. i have professorbur brainrot.

[wilbursprincess]

Hi belle beloveddddd!!!!!! Happy new year!!! May this year treat you and your loved ones with all the kindness love and softness you deserve, may you continue to write pieces of art that move people and bring joy to many, may you continue to grow your fan base and comity into a safe space for likeminded people and above all may you be happy and feel loved

- with love from your 💫 anon

awwww hi lovely!!! this message made me grin so much lol. i’m sitting with my fwb watching wendigoon and making bracelets in my basement to ring in the new years :) i hope 2026 will treat you all well!

[wilbursprincess]

finishing the asks in my inbox and then immediately getting more asks makes me feel like we’re in the pre-february 2024 era of wilbur soot fandom :)

they’ll get done soon, lovely anons.