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Wilbur finally manages to look up, exhaling shakily as their eyes meet, and he finally, finally finishes “I want you. I want to share my life with you, I want to be better, for you. I know I'm rotten, but I can't help but love you.”
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- Part 2 of Hit The Gas
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Tommy nods, looking at the car “It needs a paint job. I’m thinking red.” Tubbo chuckles from under the small car “That’ll definitely get Wilbur’s attention.” Tommy rolls his eyes again “I’m not doing this for attention. I’m doing this to beat him.” Tubbo hums “Right. It’s totally not to prove that you’re equal to stuntman Technoblade, street racing Wilbur, and fucking race car legend Philza.” Tommy sighs “Maybe it is that. A little bit. Like two percent that, and ninety-eight percent because I want to prove that I am superior.” Tubbo chuckles again “Your family is a bunch of adrenaline junkies- your mom is the only sane one.” Tommy scoffs “She just supports the crazy. She’s just as chaotic."
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SBI is a family of adrenaline junkies, Tommy is the youngest with 10 years age difference between himself and Wilbur. I suck at summaries, but this story is mainly about the complexities of family, greif, forgiveness, and finding yourself. I am currently editing and re-uploading chapters since i had a 3 year accidental hiatus and now the vision has shifted a little. My writing has gotten better (in my opinion) so the early chapters are no longer up to my standards.
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Takes place several days after the Hitting on 16 story.
The brunette relishes in the embrace, careful not to squeeze as tightly as he had earlier. His eyes slip shut, exhaustion getting the better of him as the suppressed feelings break free and tumble clumsily past his lips "I really am sorry.. for everything. I'll be out of your hair soon, I just.. can I pretend you don't hate me, just for a bit longer?" There is a soft sigh from above him, followed by hushed words that border on a coo "I don't hate you, Wilbur."
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Another vigilant AU that nobody asked for.
Tommy is the adopted son of Puffy, but as the police captain of Manberg she’s been busy lately. To fight off the loneliness Tommy leans on his best friends Tubbo and Ranboo who also seem too busy lately.
Then he meets Wilbur.
And everything changes.
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They used to be a family. Right? As much as Wilbur wants to believe it was real, he knows it isn’t true. A fake family crafted only for a mission, and once that mission was completed, the four of them were scattered to the wind. Never to be seen again.
Until Wilbur is at his old safe house in Budapest, suddenly seeing his baby brother again after so many years. Even though his blue eyes have faded to a an almost grey, the fire is still in his veins as they fight to kill each other. Wilbur couldn’t be more proud and disgusted at the same time.
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“Wilbur, I can’t accept this, I can't take your guitar,” Tommy feels a little desperate, trying to shove the instrument back at his foster brother. Wilbur waves him off with a dismissive hand.
“It’s not really mine, just an old one we’ve had for years. If you don’t keep it it’ll just keep collecting dust in my room. I figured you might appreciate something to keep you busy." Wilbur crosses his arms and leans back leisurely.
“I don’t need to learn guitar.” Tommy insists, scowl deepening when Wilbur shrugs, "I have plenty of things to keep me busy, I don't need a stupid hobby."
"No shame in hobbies. And getting drunk doesn't count as one, by the way."
-----Years of floating through the foster system has done nothing for Tommy except strengthen his tolerance for liquor. He's about ready to white knuckle it until he ages out of the system, but after six months at the Watson's he's starting to think that maybe the way he's used to doing things isn't normal.
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12 Sep 2026
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At sixteen, Canary is one of the most feared villains in the city.
Nobody knows who he is. Nobody knows where he came from. All anyone knows is that Canary is always right.
Heroes think he’s a criminal mastermind. Villains think he can predict the future. Tommy thinks both assumptions are ridiculous.
After all, he’s got chemistry homework due on Friday.
Or, Tommy accidentally becomes a feared crime boss because his survival instincts are so absurdly overpowered that everyone mistakes him for a criminal genius. Meanwhile he’s living in abandoned buildings, failing chemistry, and pretending he definitely has his life together.
Unfortunately for him, the heroes are about to figure that out. And even more unfortunately, some of them might decide that’s their problem now.
This is my first Fic! So please bear with me on this. I’ll update tags and characters either as I remember them or as they show up in the story. I’ll try to release at the very least a chapter or two a week! Please, enjoy this fic that I thought of at literally 1 in the morning!
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05 Aug 2026
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“It’s called critical thinking, sunshine, ever heard of it?” Wilbur finally closed his notebook with a soft thud. “God forbid we apply more than two seconds of thought to anything. Wouldn’t want to strain you.”
“Don’t call me that — And no, what you do is overthinking. There’s a difference,” Quackity gave him a pointed look. “At least I don’t need a thesaurus and a superiority complex to say it.”
“I don’t use a thesaurus,” Wilbur replied. “I just read.”
Quackity rolled his eyes so hard it was a wonder they didn’t get stuck. “See, that. You’re so pretentious.”
// Or, alternatively: global warming is real, hearts are everywhere, and Wilbur is very mad about all of it. Mostly at Quackity.
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23 Jul 2026
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“Are you hungry? There's some dinner leftover.” Q asked gently, breaking the silence. He grabbed the doorknob to their bedroom with one hand, pushing the suitcase inside with the other.
“Hm? I'm fine, don't worry about it” Wilbur was relieved the darkness of the night didn't give away the obvious way his eyes shined with the idea of food. His stomach was growling with painful hunger; however, bothering Alex with something so small at this hour felt like an unbearable task, especially after the man had stayed up late waiting for him.
Wilbur walked inside the bedroom as well, unbuckling his belt and throwing his sweater into a nearby chair, before launching himself into the pillows.
“Are you sure? I could reheat you something if you want-”
“Just…lay with me.” Wilbur called him, his arm lazily reaching for his small hand, squeezing it weakly, just to reinforce his wish. “I haven't been sleeping well… not without you.”
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Alex sighed softly, sitting next to him
“Of course, mi amor.”
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Or Wilbur comes back home from tour to be a better dad and husband.
Inspired in Toothpaste kisses by the Maccabees
C! Not CC!
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12 Jul 2026
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What if Wilbur accepted Quackity's invitation to join Las Nevadas as a member of its government, its vice president? What if they pushed past their deep seated past, scars of betrayal and symbols of a relationship that could've been to make the rising nation bigger than either of them had originally thought?
When Wilbur accepts Quackity's invite to join Las Nevadas' government, he doesn't expect for it to take long before Quackity chucks him to the curve, so when it doesn't happen, he finally sees a clean slate for him to become a new man. What neither of them expect, however, is for the country to become plunged into chaos after news of Wilbur's participation gets around.
OR Wilbur joins Las Nevadas and wants to be a new man, it doesn't go how he expected
NOTE. I do NOT condone or support the actions of any CCs within this fic. All characters are purely fictional and this AU is something I've created myself.
THIS IS STILL BEING WORKED ON I PROMISE !
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11 Jul 2026