Wilbur Soot - Blog Posts
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My dream came true: GRIAN and WILBUR on a SAME TEAM?!?!? TECHNOBLADE IS BACK!!!!
SCOTT SMAJOR I HOPE YOU REST WELL DEAR SIR. THANK YOU!!!!!
/rp
News: Local Furry is following His Dad footstep
Only in the dream smp
7 hours ago
GEORGE LORE NOT FOUND
thank you Lore Man, My Beloved
Wilbur Play Geoguessr with George
AND DREAM SHOW UP AND PLAYED!!!!!!!!
it runs in the family
like father, like son
Button goes BOOM BOOM
CAN SOMEONE EXPLAIN dsmp /rp
PUFFY HAS ACCESS ON TWICH GHOSTBUR HAS ACCESS ON TWICH
WHO’S NEXT?!?!?!
what the fuck is going on the server?
What if......
c!ghostbur was c!dreams first resurrection attempt however he failed and instead of bringing c!wilbur back to life he only got the little good in c!wilbur that still existed-personified into c!ghostbur. this is explains why c!wilbur would be more evil than usual and why he upset c!tommy so much. so if c!villbur ever gets resurrected we need to find c!ghostbur who probably wonders around somewhere on the smp and like fuse him with c!villbur so that he won’t go absolutely apeshit
HEY ANGST HERE
Imagine like if c!Dream revives c!Wilbur instead of going crazy like everyone thought, c!Wilbur is just like completely oriented on being a good dad for c!Fundy.
I would cry, Let c!Fundy had a dad pls.
Remember Phil’s stream
IT HURTS PH1LZA MINECRAFT
Hey remember that part
Dream: Wilbur is one of the smartest person on the server
Meanwhile Wilbur spends 9 afterlife years in competitive solitaire
in the afterlife
Wilbur Soot : Playing Competitive Solitaire / Studied The Fabric of The Universe
JSchatt : Landlord of Land in The Overworld / Drunk
Mexican Dream : Just There
Tommyinnit : Only There for 2 Days Months
Hello c!Wilbur , thank you for coming so fashionably late. I’ve been waiting since February
(Clear background and WIP shot under cut)
Villbur was a shit person but he did have a fit
The homeless apocalyptic kind
Villbur WIP that’s 100000x late
(Repost bc it flopped but shut up)
Drew this before that latest stream and I crave when my head wasn’t all ghostbur brainrot
Bonus:
The most cold I’ve been
Maybe I did binge all the editor Wilbur videos and read the entire doc about the theories… maybe I did
call me what you like
please don’t leave me again
Wilbur doesn't know why he knows the steps. It feels like a dance you remember only in a hazy state. Walking beside a small kid, careful not to trip into her stride feels right. He feels like something overtakes him to speak in a gentler voice of reassurance. To sing her a song goodnight is instinct, not just as a musician but as something else. It feels so strange all of a sudden that he of all people is so careful with a child he's never met until that day. When he heard he was possibly a dad, he simply dismissed it like minor news. Akin to hearing you have a spider in your home or it's raining in 4 days, he'll get to it but it's nothing really.
But now he cares so much, he'd wreak havoc if anything happened to Tallulah. It feels like deja vu, like looking through a mirror to another world. A world where he has a special place surrounded by redwood trees and by the riverside. That other guy he's looking at, he's building everything up just for his own kid, with the same face of care and concerns as his own. He's singing some lullabies as him, matching the cadences and lyrics even if hushed and mumbled. He's teaching how to shoot a bow and arrow to his kid just like him, explaining the steps the same as him. He's leaving the kid soon just like the other, but at least he's trusting someone else to take care in his stead.
There's another kid, he realises. And that kid looks sad, in spite of the beautiful scenery. That kid is looking at walls, just like Tallulah. He's not living in much comfort or glamour, just like Tallulah. He's learning how to fend for himself with a bow and arrow, Tallulah will be like that soon. He's seen the dance, the rhythm of a deadbeat. And now its up to him to change the paces.
Will doesn't know why he pauses in faint recollection when a memory doesn't exist. It's merely a dream from a bygone night, but what's a memory but not a dream you've seen before. Yet when remembers walking through the forest and a flash of red fur snickering, he doesn't understand why a pang of burrowing feelings hits him.
And that feeling turns to drive, a desire to be at least the best dad he can be for now. For Tallulah and for that lonely kid he doesn't remember.
Like yes we know cphil is cwilbur dad but. What if the cphil on the dsmp isn’t really cwilburs dad. Just that universe’s version of him. What if Phil is waiting for Wilbur, hoping he’ll come home. Wondering at first why he never came home from the shitty gas station. Was he kept late? Was he hurt somewhere? Did he crash his car? Did he get murdered and Phil would never see him again?
It kills Phil. His wife has been dead since Wilbur was born. He puts up fliers at first and coordinates the search effort. He keeps searching even as it peeters out and everyone thinks he’s crazy to continue. He can’t loose his baby boy. but after 2 years he knows it’s in vain.
Phil hopes he’s happy at least, wherever he is.
Until one day, when Wilbur shows up on his doorstep. A white streak in his hair, wearing a trench coat. He has new scars and wrinkles. His eyes are sad but his smile wide. His son is home. All is well. Phil hugs him and he cries and cries. Wilbur is confused, but hugs back. Wilbur will not tell him what happened in those two years no matter how hard he presses. Wilbur is colder, more distant. Phil doesn’t know why.
Wilbur goes back to work at the gas station.
I've seen so many people go "this wasn't a good end for c!wilbur" and "it wasn't true to his character" "there is no growth!"
It was true. C!Wilbur is a bit of a coward. I'm sorry, but he is. And here, here he grew a bit. He said his apologies. He said his goodbyes. And now he goes home. It takes strenght to realise that a place is not good for you, and by staying you are doing more harm than good. And you cannot tell me that there was anything else for Wilbur on that server other than Tommy. But here's the thing: Tommy doesn't need him. He wants him, sure, it's his brother, but Tommy has had a life without him. He has gone through stuff and he has fought and hurt and healed and fell and stood back up. And while I'm sure Wilbur loves Tommy, Wilbur doesn't need him either. What they both need is space to heal. So Wilbur goes home. Goes to the opposite of his limbo, to the warm vastness of the desert, and he'll figure out who he really is behind all the trauma and l'manburg and all that. Who he is when there is nothing more to fight for or about, when he can just be. I'm sad for Tommy, truly. But to pigeonhole Wilbur into a "Tommy's caretaker" role is to take stuff away from both of their characters.
That's really the thing that annoys me the most. This "But Tommy is alone again! Wilbur left him on a beach just like Dream" Yes he is alone. But here's the thing. You are not evil or abusive for removing yourself from a situation that harms you and where you are not comfortable or safe. You are not bad. Dream was a fucking psychopath who enjoyed the abuse he put Tommy through. Wilbur is a mentally ill dude who desperately needs peace and safety. If I'd change one thing, i wish the offer for Tommy to join him would have been on the table. I would have wanted Tommy to refuse, but i still wanted the offer. But overall? I think it was great.
And you know what? I'm glad it was silly. I'm glad it was fun. Because they ALL talked about how it felt like the smp lost some of its magic due to how big and serious it has gotten. I'm glad that it was a bit silly and fun. Fucking Utah. I liked it.
i would like to propose a new fanon part of cwilburs design: a small cut in his face, from when ctommy hit him with the sword :)
i feel like we're too hung up on the whole Utah thing, like it doesn't fucking matter that it's Utah, c!Wilbur is going back to where he was raised and where he lived before the SMP
the Utah bit is just supposed to be funny but the implications are genuine, he's going back to his roots wherever that is
c!wilbur has spent so much time trying to be this grand figure, trying to prove his worth, trying to be worthy of anything, to prove that he's worth remembering and being loved!! he spiraled down so so far that he thought life wasn't worth living anymore! and in the end, after everything, he decided that the only thing he wanted was to go home! that's everything to me!
Wait.
“I want to believe that desert is where people start anew and figure out who they were supposed to be in this grand life of ours.” He dreamed of a grand, spacious desert that served as a blank slate where he could start over and become the person he’s meant to be.
And in the end, he’s standing in a large desert, laughing and screaming with unbridled joy about how he gets to go home, a place where he can start anew with a blank slate. And he gets the rest of his life to figure out the person he’s meant to be.
Wilbur being from Utah…. Okay. I’m okay. I’m so okay.
L’manburg was for those who weren’t American. So if Wilbur was American all along,,, then L’manburg was never for him. It was for his friends, and it was never for him.
im obsessed with the implications this has for phil actually. like, is he from the IRL too? is he from fucking utah??
tubbo is a soldier. it’s in the way he stands, in the way he checks his exits, in the way he speaks, in the way he lives everyday of his life. it doesn’t matter how long he grows his hair out, if his uniform hasn’t been touched in years, if he’a thrown away his promise to fight for liberty. it doesn’t matter how much he distances himself from it, he cannot escape
ranboo watches his stance change infront of quackity, he notices the change of speech and the way he carries himself. he watched tubbo and tommy do the same infront of dream in the bunker. he watches him look for the way out in every room he enters. he watches him make escape ways in the builds he makes. he knows his husband and he knows that people who haven’t been scarred don’t do that. he’s watched tommy, niki, fundy and jack all do the same
tubbo’s uniform is neatly packed away in a box along with any reminder he has of the past soldier he was. it all sits there in the storage closet, his uniform, his off duty jacket, the half burnt flag all folded up. it’s all there on the top shelf of his closet, pushed as far back into the corner it’ll go, out of arms reach. when he saw wilbur back from the dead, he locked the closet door. he cannot be a soldier again
he’s too much of one as it is