#basill

submitted by @mintykiwi

heres some stuff i noticed, analysis, and others.

spoiler warning

. request:  Hi :) can I request a like first fight oneshot or headcanon with wilbur with fluffy ending?

. i’m okay with these cuz they end in comfort!

. pronouns: they/them

The last couple days Wilbur hadn’t been answering his phone to talking to you as often as he used to, causing you to worry. You knew that there could be times where he was busy but there was a gut feeling that something was wrong. After bouncing between the pros and the cons, you decide to pay a visit to your boyfriend.

*knock knock* “Wilbur? Love?”

You opened the door with your spare key, one Wilbur gave you in case anything happened. The place was oddly quiet, so you started to look around. The only light on was in his bedroom, and there you found your boyfriend, laying down, looking very obviously distraught. 

“Hey- are you doing okay?” “Y/n? Why are you here?” “You weren’t really answering your phone and I felt like something is up.” “I’m fine.” “Alright, um then let me know if you need anything.” “I already said I’m fine- you don’t need to care about me.” “What?” “I don’t need anyone to care for me- you probably don’t care for me, no one has.”

It was still the early stages of yours and Wilbur’s relationship, so the two of you hadn’t had a fight, nor knew how to deal with it as a newer couple. The fight was meant to happen eventually, but you were still afraid. Hearing WIlbur say these things broke your heart, but you were very worried.

“Wilbur, where is this coming from?” “I want to be alone.” “Are you sure?” “I already said I’m fine, can you please leave me alone? You’re being so clingy and annoying.”

That was when you knew not to pry any further, but his words stung a lot. Your eyes began to well up and you silently but swiftly got up and started back home. You tried so hard to believe he didn’t mean the words he said, but your heart stung and hurt, harder than ever. At first you sat in your car, crying, trying to gather yourself u enough to drive back home, and quickly shut off your phone to avoid any social interaction. 

Your room brought you comfort. You laid there for hours, effectively using up a whole box of tissues, hugging a stuffed animal WIlbur gave you. There were many thoughts haunting your brain.

What if he wants to break up with me? Am I really annoying and clingy? I thought I gave him enough space This is it, I’m going to lose him forever.

Wallowing in your thoughts, you hadn’t noticed the knocks on your place’s door. 

“Y/N! Y/n please open up- I’m so sorry I didn’t mean any of that”

Wilbur eventually had opened the door with his spare key, he knocked out of curtsey but he had to see you.

“Y/n? Y/n-”

He had found you in your upset state, staring at him with the uttermost sadness, breaking his heart even further.

“I’m so so so sorry- I didn’t mean any of what i said, you were being a good s/o and checking up on me and I had be an absolute idiot and push you away. My insecurities and anxiety got the best of me and I was so scared you would leave me so I started pushing you away- and then I realized I’m hurting you and you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, I can’t lose you, please.” “You don’t want to break up with me?” “No- no god no, I’m surprised you don’t want to break up with me after that, and I’m going to make it up to you. That was an awful way to have our first fight and I hate arguing with you- I’m so sorry.”

Seeing Wilbur almost begging on his knees with a very remorseful expression made you feel a little bad- granted you weren’t mad at him, you thought it was your fault. You were going to forgive him, as he knew what he did wrong, the reason why, and is willing to fix it (know your worth guys). 

“I forgive you- just don’t do that again” “Thank you thank you thank you- I love you so much.”

You quickly beckoned him to join you in your bed, him quickly complying and enveloping you into a tight hug. You could hear him sniffling, as well as yours, and relish in the comfort of Wilbur. Eventually, you guys would have to talk it out and figure out a way to avoid this situation, but for now you just wanted to cuddle with your boyfriend.

“You mean the world to me- and I want you to know I love you so much and I am not going to lose you so easily.” “I love you too Wilbur- I’m sorry I didn’t go and ask you first before I came over” “No, you did everything right, I’m the one at fault, please don’t blame yourself. Do you want to order food and have a movie night with cuddles?” “I’d love that.”

For the rest of the night the two of you spent it in your bed cuddling, sharing loved words and thoughts, many small kisses, trying to give the other comfort and reassurance. What you both knew was that you were going to be okay and you wanted to spend the rest of your lives together. 

Fresh basil smells so inviting you may not wish to reserve it for the floor.

Chop fresh basil into fine threads.

Warm honey gently over the stove. (A double boiler or bain-marie is recommended, as honey scorches easily.)

Add the basil to the honey and simmer.

Remove the basil-enhanced honey from the source of heat and murmur over it something like this: Flies flocks to honey Customers flock to me Bears flock to honey Business flocks to me Ants flock to honey Contracts flock to me (Adapt to your specific situation.)

Run a warm bath for yourself.

Rub the honey over your body, and then enter the bath.

Soak in the water for a while. When you emerge, before you drain the water, reserve some of the used bathwater.

Toss this on the grounds of your business.

Basil ˎˊ˗

🍃. 🍃. 🍃.

Origin: (Primarily) Greek, Latin, English, French

Meaning: Royal, kingly; Courageous, fearless, brave, valiant.

Notes: Basil is a neutral name that is typically used as masculine.

"Along with referring to the eponymous herb, it originally stems from the Greek name Basileios, who was a ruler of the Byzantine Empire." (Source)

Alternative spellings for Basil are Basill and Basyl.

Nick-names: Bas or Baz, Bazzy or Buzzy, Bee.

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