#dad!wilbur

You and Wilbur had been dating for only a few months, but his daughter absolutely adored you.

The small domestic moments between the two of them were adorable, especially when you were there to witness them.

You had so many pictures and videos of them, all saved away so you could enjoy them when you were away.

Tonight was another one of those domestic nights, the two of them sat on the floor, with you on the couch mostly watching T.V.

“Got your nose!” You looked over at Wilbur, hearing his daughter giggle loudly and frantically reached for his thumb.

You chuckled softly, moving closer so you were sitting behind them. You watched as his thumb pressed against her nose, a small explosion noise leaving his lips.

“There you go, love.” He kissed her nose, rubbing it lightly with his finger, before pressing a final boop. “All better. Now, you’re not noseless.”

Thump thump thump

Wiping tears from your eyes, you ran down the street in the moonlight. You had gotten into a fight with your mom due to your having many missing assignments and her not understanding ADHD. You stopped in front of a house and knocked, sniffling as you waited for the man you called father to open the door.

The door quickly swung open, and before you had time to react, a pair of warm arms wrapped around you. You leaned into his touch without hesitation, unable to stop your tears now.

"Hey, hey, calm down, what's wrong?" Wilbur asked, picking you up as if you were a small child and carrying you inside, shutting the door behind him. "Everything is too much; it's too loud; mami's yelling too much," you sobbed, clinging to him and refusing to let go as he attempted to put you down on the couch. Instead, he sat down and carded his fingers through your hair.

"Did you take your medicine?"

You nodded.

"You want tea?"

You nodded again.

He gently unwrapped your arms from his neck, setting you on the couch as he went to the kitchen. You curled up into a ball, sniffling as you heard Wilbur's footsteps in the kitchen. 1, 2, 3, 4. He stopped walking. 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11. The stove turned on.

With each step you counted, you slowly calmed down, taking shallow breaths so your chest would stop hurting. A few moments later, Wilbur returned with 2 mugs. One with tea, one with coffee. He handed you the tea and sat next to you, sipping on his coffee. "You wanna talk about what happened?" he asked. You shook your head, not trusting your voice. Wilbur hummed, nodding. "Don't feel like it?" You nodded again. "I understand, don't worry," he replied. You smiled and took a big swig of your tea, unable to stop yourself from wishing it had alcohol.

Wilbur didn't miss that look in your eye. "I know I usually give you what you want, but the answer is no," he said. Your head whipped up, looking over at him. "Already locked it all away, so don't think of trying to get some. You're too messed up already and I know how you get on alcohol," he said sternly, looking at you with a stern, yet gentle and caring look in his eyes. You looked down at your mug, huffing. But part of you was glad. He was right, you were too fucked up already.

"So," Wilbur said, after a short pause. "Shit house?" he asked. "Shit house," you echoed. "Shame, thought this family would finally be good for you...." Wilbur said, looking over at you with pity.

Another short pause later, and your eyes filled with tears "Why can't you foster me... Then you can adopt me..." you sniffled, wiping your tears before they fell. "Oh, little melody..." Wilbur sighed, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you close. "If I could, I would, but I can't. Too much shit on my record," he sighed. You hiccup, putting the mug on the table before you spilled anything. You wrapped your arms around Wil, burying your face in his overly bright yellow sweater. He started to stroke your hair again, humming softly to calm you.

FUNDY AU WHERE WILBUR TAKES CARE OF FUNDY EVER SINCE FUNDY WAS A CHILD. FUNDY ALWAYS WANTED TO PLAY WITH HIS DAD, BUT DAD NEVER HAD TIME TO PLAY WITH GIS SON 

Always busy with planning this, writing that, meeting them and Fundy was lonely. Wilbur actually spent years planning revolution as soon as they moved to the Dream Kingdom, so Fundy grew up to the ideas of that, listening to dad behind the heavy wooden door, crying quietly clutching at his fox plushie. 

 As he reached his 19th birthday came, he joined the revolution. Fighting along his father, spending more time with him than he had in years. And after the victory they spent even more time together. And as annoyed as Fundy was that Wilbur only now acted like he had a son, babying Fundy and not letting him do stuff, he had a father finally.

 But then soon later he throws himself into an election for L'manburg and he hardly sees him again and thinks to himself "Some things never change", but then looks outside his room in one of L'manburgs towers and stares at the setting sun and remembers a quote he once heard his father say to someone in his office. "if you want the change, make it happen" or something like that. 

 The next day he joins swag2020. Soon later he makes his own party of him and Nihachu, refusing to join his father once again, seeing how he's slowly turning into a tyrant, who'd do anything to get the seat, be elected. Why wouldn't He abandon L'manburg for the seat, if he has neglected his son for his goals already? 

Wilbur is in the docks and take the fundy from Salmon's hands and holds the baby fox close. He watched the mermaid swim away not looking twice and dive only seeing one last sparkle of her scales on the sun, one last splash of her golden brown coloured tail and she's gone he takes the child and treats it to his best abilities, but once he has reached the age of 5, he went back to planning and working and everything for the best for his son.

 He works his ass off every day, works does his best s overjoyed with every opportunity to meet his son and once they win the revolution. He creates a safe world for his son who proved himself during the revolution despite not needing to prove himself Wilbur stops seeing Salmon's hair in Fundy's fur after that. He stops seeing her smile in his grin and the mischief in his eyes. He sees Fundy for the first time in forever and hopes to establish a happy family with Niki and Fundy but peace cannot last long and he goes back to making sure his son will be safe, along with his new chosen family found family 

So imagine both the pride and surprise and dissapointment when his son decided to compete against him.

   The day of election, Wilbur sits nervously, his leg bouncing, waiting. The results are going to be out today. He was confident he'd win, but he knew something the others didn't...Swag and schlatt team. They should win, however... He just had a bad feeling. Niki told him she had a bad dream about today and it just keeps ringing silently, yet irritatingly in the back of his head.

 Preparing his sheets, going through the pages, while trying not to look at the results just yet, he caught a glimpse at coconut2020 votes. And despite himself he smiled His son tried at least, but the false votes? Man, he didn't expect that from his son... But hey coconut2020 got so many votes anyways! 

Truly like father like son, in no time will Fundy follow his steps and become a great politician perhaps...? Anyways, it's time to go on stage. From what he's seen Tommy and Tubbo were listening to the disks, just vibin' heh... He decided to let boys be boys for at least one more moment and just went forward alone. They'll meet there.

Now that i edit and copy and paste my notes I can see THE PART WHERE I CUT OFF DID NOT

IT DID NOT AGE WELL.

Here is where my notes cut off those months ago, but ideas do not stop you know. 

So like, remember when Wilbur looked at his son tearing down the walls? When he heard his son deny any relation to him? 

What if Fundy at first was bitter and a little happy to be out of his father’s control? What if he thought it to be a change for better rather than worse? What if he decided to be a spy only once he realised HOW BAD Schlatt is? Because while Wilbur neglected, Schlatt straight up abused. 

Dad!Wilbur:

- this man is a girl dad through and through. he’ll make sure the night before he picks out your daughters clothes so it’s easier to dress her in the morning

- he’ll purposely wake up before you to make sure he can get everything done and prepare your day. he’ll change your guy’s daughter, make breakfast, turn on your favorite show for when you come downstairs

- when he hears you waking up, he’s quick to be by your side again. while you’re in the bathroom brushing your teeth or doing skincare, he’s coming up behind you and hugging your waist

“you look so pretty, love.” he kissed the side of your head, smiling lightly as he rested his chin on your shoulder. “i don’t get how you think that.. i just woke up. my hair is a mess, my eyebags are pretty noticeable-” your words were cut off when he pulled you into a quick kiss, but parted your lips before you could react. “you’re still beautiful.”

- occasionally bring greeted by your daughter giving you small gifts that wilbur had bought you, which results in him acting as though he didn’t buy it

- it takes him around an hour to change out of his pajamas from the night before, he’s too busy focusing on you and your daughter to realize he hasn’t changed

Dad!Ted

- boy dad. that’s all i’m gonna say

- he’ll have you trapped in bed until your son is jumping on you guys, yelling for you to get up and make him breakfast

- ted insists that you get changed and take care of yourself while he focuses on the kid, to which he throws your son over his shoulders and carries him downstairs

- the entire time you can hear ted and your son talking about you, whether it’s what you’d want for breakfast, what you might wanna do today, or just how much they love you

“what do you think they want?” he raised a brow at your son, earning a dramatic hum as if he was thinking, before he turned and shouted upstairs. “WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR BREAKFA-” he words were cut off with ted’s hang covering his mouth, staring at him with a fake annoyed look. “hey! it’s a surprise!”

- earning a kiss as soon as you get downstairs

- switching places with ted so he can get changed, fix up his hair, brush his teeth, etc. and you take the time to watch your son, and of course talk about ted <3

Mom!Softball!Wilma

- girl and boy mom, specifically older son and younger daughter

- hearing her round them up in the morning as if she’s coaching a team, followed by rapid footsteps downstairs and into the living room or kitchen

- she makes sure you take care of yourself before focusing on the kids, persuading you with a bunch of kisses and promises that she’ll let you wear one of her old jerseys for that day

- getting the kids ready for a day out — which just means taking them to the local fields and batting cages

- hearing her tell the kids to keep it down so you can have a bit more peace in the morning, only for them to get loud again when they see you, bombarding you with hugs

“guys, come on. they need some peace while getting ready!” she groaned and picked up your daughter, grunting when the small girl jumped from her arms and ran over to you. “oh, hey baby.” she wore a goofy smile, walking closer and leaned down to kiss you.