#incelbur.

L’manberg: jealousy scale- 7/10

He doesn’t get jealous often, not caring enough because he has better things to worry about, like his nation that he needs to uphold against the green man himself. He also knows that you wouldn’t leave him, call him cocky but if he’s kept you this long then.

But when he does get jealous? You know-

The man becomes hostile to the person you’re talking to, side eyeing the person as he steals you away and holds you close to him the rest of the time. He’s tense, holding you tight. Once you figure out he is jealous, you laugh at him and make fun of his sudden demeanor change. His usual straight face, smug personality turning into a possessive and hostile one.

He usually pouts at you as you make fun of him, both walking back to the house as you laugh about it all and fall back into the dynamics.

Pogbur: jealousy scale- 4/10

I know. The scale is low.

But think about it. If he’s keeping you around during his time in pogtopia, it’s to use you for his pleasure and to release his anger and that’s it. He’s blind sided, from losing his nation and the trust from everyone around him.

He uses Tommy as a pawn in his games… so why would you be different?

I will say- whenever he sees you laughing and talking to schlatt or anyone in that group, he looses his mind. Because who gave you the right to mingle with the enemy?

But he won’t ever tell you, no. It’s a waste of his time when he has better things to worry about- he’ll show you who you belong to later on.

Rev: jealousy scale- 10/10

Ohhhhh boy! This man is like-

Once he realizes his mistakes before hand, not putting more effort into your relationship and caring for you at all during pogtopia, he’s paying more attention to you than his own needs and things he should be doing…. Like apologizing to everyone. (Don’t worry you convince him!)

But- if he sees someone like Techno or even Ranboo taking way too long when talking to you or making you laugh too much, he immediately steps in and sweeps you away. He gets scared, knowing how you felt before everything happened. You could leave in the matter of seconds if you wanted.

Yet when it comes to quackity. If you even glance at him or he glances at you, my man is going off the rails. If anyone, quackity is the LAST person he wants you to interact with and be buddy buddy with. And if he ever does catch you guys talking and catching up…. Ummm let’s just say he gets real angry at Q and has a little talk with you later on

Phantombur: jealousy scale- 8.5/10

Oh my beloved Phantom. He’s so sweet and so precious, yet so insecure in himself and gets scared about your relationship very easily.

He sees you laughing and wondering around with James? He’s automatically hiding himself away and pacing back and forth. Making a list in his head on what he could’ve done and if you’re leaving him.

He sees you planting things with techno? He’s thinking you like your time with him more than you do with your own boyfriend.

Phantom doesn’t get angry jealous or petty jealous. He gets sad and insecure jealous. And once you realize this, endless amounts of reassurance and many many kisses are shared between the two, and a bunch of praise as well- especially when he starts comparing himself with everyone else.

Siren: jealousy scale- 9/10

Ooooo…. He tries so hard to hide it but sucks at it!

Especially when dream and Sap start making comments about you to him when he’s trying to fight them or just spying- he hates your name coming out of those two mouths… they have no right!

Or when he sees you and Fundy talking and laughing while getting a chicken sandwich, Tommy and everyone at a table already, laughing and eating away. Wilbur will keep a close eye on you two the whole time, making sure that little fuck doesn’t to do anything.

He gets jealous in the way that- he’s possessive of you. You are fully his and no one gets to have you the way he does- not after letting everything that was once his slip away from his grasp.

Arg: jealousy scale- 5/10

Another low one I know-

But arg doesn’t get jealous much! He knows you love him and knows you care for him so much. And he’s too busy hiding and making sure he’s safe in order to care who your friends with and who you talk to. Plus your a home body anyways-

But if he does find out you started getting into connections with Jack or Kai- oooo boy!!! He’s upset! The guy that mocked him and made fun of his skills, and the guy who took his opportunity- oh no. No no! He rarely gets angry but that sets him off.

Simp: jealousy scale- 1000/10

Ahhh…. We all saw it coming.

Simp gets jealous WAY too easily! You can breath next to someone or look at someone a certain way and he is all over you. Whining in your ear and pouting at you, glaring at the person you didn’t even interact with. You have to apologize to more people than you’d like to admit but

Simp follows you and everywhere and he’s clinging onto you and needing your touch every second he can. So it leaves very little room for you to even interact with others. But when you do- get ready for a bunch of bratty little whines and comments about how you don’t love him-

Simp is pathetic

Incel: jealousy scale- 7.5/10

Oh my husband.

Incel literally put cameras in your apartment while you were away- so yeah he sees everything you do. And before you knew him and everything, oh brother…. When you had someone else over, eyes were on the screen every second. He needed to know whether he needed to rescue you or kill someone.

But when you do know him, you keep the cameras up and use it for your own enjoyment. But of course when you and Wilbur are out together, he doesn’t get jealous easily, he has way too much patience. But- if a guy tries to hard or gets too nosey, that’s when he gets annoyed and frustrated.

No one should want to know your whole life story in one night unless they’re trying to get something. All he does is stand next to you and it usually works.

But if you do by chance bring someone he doesn’t know to your place…. And he can see that dirty smirk on your face…. Oooo you are playing with fire.

Will Gold: jealousy scale- 6/10

Ok this one I love so much!

Like phantom, Wil gets insecure jealous. He trust you with his whole being don’t get him wrong! But everything that’s happened in the past, he still has issues with everything and making sure his own partner truly loves and wants him .

He knows you can leave him at any second and that he’s nothing special, but he truly doesn’t understand how you stay with him. After everything you’ve heard, you’re still here.

So whenever he sees you laughing or talking to someone else really intensely, he starts getting nervous and fidgets. He gets in his head a lot and goes quiet.

That’s usually your tell-tale sign to check up on him and reassure him as much as you can. It usually works, and he appreciate you so much for that !

“You think now that I finally got my hands on you I’m gonna let you go? Stupid, stupid thought little one.” Wilbur groaned as his hands pinned you down on the bed, leaning his weight on your body as he did.

Wilbur finally got his hands on you, finally making you love him and showing how much you mean to him. You were everything he revolved around, every waking thought, everything he needed. Truly. So when you invited him into your house after a date one night, he knew he had too do something to show you. Show you just how much you meant to him.

“Look how fucking small you are, bet you want me to split you in half and use you for all your worth yeah baby?” Wil said as he thrusted slowly into you, pulling all the way out and slamming back into you, making you cry out into the pillow.

You were lying on your stomach, hands behind your back as you took him, body lying limp as his weight forced you down into the mattress. As much as you squirmed and denied every sentence, you loved all of this. How gross and cruel he was being, leaving you on the edge the whole time as he tore you apart.

Wilbur leaned down, his body covering yours entirely as he pulled your head to the side in order to see your face. As he saw tears fill your eye line as your eyes rolled back to your head as his thrust continued, getting harder and harder each time to keep his patience up. He was hitting so deep inside you, his length and girth filling you up and hitting every spot imaginable. Your back arching in his hold as he let go of your hands and pulled your hips up to meet his, gripping the skin hard as he finally fucked you fast and hard, drool falling out of your mouth as your mouth opened in silent screams, broken moans following.

Wils thrust faltered as he bottomed out inside you, pulling you all the way up, pressing your back against his chest, holding onto your throat as one hand pressed down on the bulge appearing in your stomach. “Feel that baby? That’s all me, no one else. Only I can make you feel like this. Make you feel amazing while claiming you as my cocksleeve yeah?” Wilbur smirked down at you as you gripped his hand that was on your throat, your hand moving his wrist up towards your mouth. “Does the slut want my fingers in their mouth? Love my hands that fucking much you need them in you at all times?! Didn’t think it’d be this easy to corrupt you darling-“ Wilbur chuckled as he shoved two fingers down your throat slowly, relaxing them as they curled into your throat.

His thrust continued as he pressed down on your tongue, making you gag as your head fell back into his shoulder. His fingers fell out of your mouth, drool falling across your face as your whole body went limp in the man’s hold, the pleasure of the situation being too much for you to keep up.

“Stay awake baby, I’m not nearly done with you. I’ve waited this long for you, so you’re gonna take all of it.” Wilbur smirked against your ear as he pushed you back down on the bed as he gripped your hips harder and fucked you hard and deep, his moans filling the space as your body took all of it.

It was like you were his own personal toy. Something for him to throw around and fuck whenever he wanted, and you were. You will be. You didn’t mind, if it meant this treatment everytime.

“Come on baby, give me those noises.” Wilbur demanded as he lifted your head up by your hair, a pool of drool dripping onto the bed as your breathless moans and whines left your mouth, your mind barely with you as you let him control your mind. “Good job baby! Fuck, I’m gonna cum!”

Wil watched as he disappeared inside you, the ring of white around his base as your arousal ran down your thighs and into the bed. He groaned at the sight of your needy core, fucking you impossibly harder as you brought a hand back to catch his, squeezing it as you screamed in need.

Wilbur placed your hand back down on the bed as he held it, leaning down on the bed as he placed his body on yours. “Come on baby, cum for me! Did so good for me- fuck! Good job baby!” Wilbur moaned out as you tightened around him, his thrust faltering as you sucked him in as tight as you could, eyes rolling back as your thrusted into you one more time before cumming inside you, as deep as he could go.

Heavy pants and whines were heard as you both came down from your high, Wilbur slowly pulling out of you. You whines as he left you, the emptiness leaving you feeling cold in some odd way. Sitting up, Wilbur spread your legs open again, mesmerized by the way his cum ran down your core and into the towel he had laid out before.

“All mine baby. Only mine.” He whispered as he kissed your thighs, massaging the skin around them. “Did so good baby. My good darling, always.”

“‘m tired Wil.” You whines as you reached for him, eyes closing as your body relaxed.

“Stay awake darling, you need to drink some water first, here.” Wil helped you onto your side as he grabbed the water bottle from your nightstand, helping you take a sip before lying you back down and placing a small peck on your lips. He quickly got up and went to the bathroom, finding a small cloth to wet down, quickly coming back as he wiped you down as quickly and gently as he could .

As you hissed from sensitivity as the cold cloth tan against your clit, Wilbur quickly apologized as he cleaned your thighs quickly and threw the cloth and used towel somewhere else than the bed.

Flopping down beside you, Wilbur brought you into him as he kissed your forehead, small snored being heard from your lips already as he laughed,

“If you weren’t such a slut for attention, maybe we wouldn’t be here. But no, you wanted to test my fucking limits and now I’ll test yours, yeah?”

You had been in a mood all day. Wilbur had been doing everything else under the sun instead of talking to you and giving you attention. You never begged for attention but today was the only day exception, whining and moaning for him to look at you. But you were just waved off as he continued to work.

You finally had it and stormed off. If he didn’t want to give you attention, you’d find someone who would. People don’t ask you where the parties are at everyday for no reason.

As changed, a tighter shirt that exposed your torso and pants that exposed a little too much fit around your hips. You put all the miscellaneous things on as well, smiling at yourself in the mirror as you made sure you looked perfect.

“Where are you going? Looking like that?” Wil stood in the doorway, arms crossed as he furrowed his eyebrows. You rolled your eyes at his concern, not in the mood too hear his poor excuse to make you stay.

“I’m going to a party.” You plain out said as he scoffed and came behind you, looking at you on the mirror with dead eyes.

“Without me? While looking like this? Trying to get everyone’s attention in that building?” Wilbur hissed out as he caged you against the counter, hands gripping the material.

Looking back at him, you smirked as you shrugged. “And what if I was? Better than what you’ve given me all day. At least they care.”

Those words set Wilbur off, his hand gripped your hair, pulling your head back as he pressed his body onto yours, making you bend slightly over the cold marble. “You don’t think I fucking care? I chased after you for years and I finally got. And this is what I get? A fucking whore who can’t go a couple hours without someone’s attention? Lucky me huh?”

His eyes pierced through yours as he held your head back, your scalp burning from the strength of his pull. A smile stood strong on your face as he degraded you for your worth, loving every second of it. “You’d think you’d give me more attention if you wanted me so bad right? You’d spend every second on your knees worshipping me- yet I don’t see it…” you pouted at him as you hit your lip. “Maybe someone else can give me that-“

You were pushed down onto your knees as Wilbur stood in front of you, hair still in hand as he slapped you across your face, taking your jaw in his free hand, “Want attention? Fucking earn it, you brat. You know what I want.”

Keeping his hand in your hair, he loosened his grip as your brought your hands up, pausing as he let out a disappointed hum. “C’mon baby, you know better than that…” The man mockingly pouted at you, shoving your hands off his pants, pushing your head closer to the bulge in his pants.

As your teeth gripped the material, pulling and twisting to get the button off, you looked at the tall man through your lashes. Finally getting the material undone, you quickly took the zipper in your mouth, pulling it down south as you nosed at his hard on. The musky sent that he held intoxicated you, making your brain fussy as you mouthed at his clothed cock.

Groaning, Wilbur watched as you licked and kissed along his bulge, hips twitching slightly at the sight. “Come baby, I know you want it-“ as he gave you confirmation you quickly pulled his boxers down the best you could just enough for his cock to spring out and hit your face in the process, precum marking your cheek.

Hissing at the cold air that hit his cock, a moan Wilbur followed at you took his tip in between your lips, your soft tongue soothing the ache that pulsates in his dick. As you kitten licked and sucked at the head all you could, will pushed your head down, down, down until he finally felt you gag around his length. Throwing his head back, he kept your head down on his length as your nose was touching his pelvis, hands grabbing at his thighs as tears filled your eye line.

Looking down at you, Wilbur almost came right in that moment as you looked into his eyes, lust and want glazing over your eyes, tears falling as you blinked. Spit fell out of your mouth and down your chin while your hand was buried between your blush thighs, rubbing your clit as the situation escalated.

“Fuck- always such a good baby when you finally gets your hands on my dick. Is that all it takes? My dick down your throat, spit all of your face as I use you like a fucking rag doll? Yeah, I bet you like that, you fucking cock sleeve. But only for me yeah? Only I’ll be able to make you cum like this, make you act like this. Fucking- yes baby!” Wil rambled as he fucked your throat, his thrust gaining speed and strength as he went on, the feeling of your throat closing in on his cock as you choked on his length making it hard for him to not finish.

As you hallowed your cheeks, making the feeling even better, Wilbur moaned out as he pulled out of you, hips jerking against your face as you held your tongue out against him. Precum dripped off his tip as you licked his length and collected the salty substance, moaning at the taste of him. Wilbur came down from the high, upset that he pushed himself that fair, edging himself in the end.

He looked down at you, eyes hooded as you looked up at him with the most innocent expression ever, smiling up at him as his hard cock sat next to your face, licking up the left over cum that rested on his hard on. Scoffing down at you, Wilbur pulled you up by your hair, a whine coming from your mouth as he shoved you over the sink, the cold material soothing your hot skin.

“Now what your going to do, is your going to be a good girl like I know you can be, and fucking take it.” Wil growled as he held your head up, pulling your pants down and slamming into you as he kept eye contact with you. His thrust were hard and slow at first, wanting you to feel all of him all at once just for him to take it back out.

Your arousal made it easier for him to slide in and out, the sounds your core making and the skin on skin contact making you keen over as a loud moan escapes your mouth.

At this point he was going faster than you thought was possible for a man to go, hitting spot so deep in you they made you see stars. Your eyes rolled in the back of your head as Wilbur brought his hands down to your neck, lifted you up off the counter and against his back. A choked moan left your mouth as the new angle let him hit deeper in you, your body starting to fold as your legs shook, the pleasure being way to much.

Wilbur wrapped his hand around your stomach, keeping you up as his hips went faster, his own moans and whines filling your senses.

“Such a good whore for me, letting me use you like the toy you are. Only good to be full of my cum and warm my cock. No one else can make you feel like this darling, only me. Only I can make you submit to me like this. Say it.”

“O-On-Only you. F-fuck-“ drool ran down the sides of your mouth, dripping onto your shirt as your mouth opened wide, empty screams being left in your wake.

“Already fucked you dumb baby? Thought you wanted attention- oh fuck-“ you clenched around him as you gripped at his wrist that held you neck, fucking back against him as you chased your own orgasm. “You don’t get to fucking cum until I tell you, ok slut? listen to me. Hold it for a little longer, want to make sure you know who you belong to baby, want you to know who fucks you the best…” Wilbur whined out as his hips stuttered against yours, the sloppy sounds of your core clenching around him and his moans filling the small bathroom.

“Wil- I- please!” You whined as your legs shook and your upper body started to fall over more, Wils hand straining on your neck, making it tighten more.

You couldn’t hold it in anymore, it was getting too much. How deep he was, how he was hitting every spot perfectly, how he was treating you. It was all too much, and you needed release.

“Cum for me.” Those words made your eyes roll back, seeing stars as you let out a scream, squirting all over his cock as your legs gave out.

Feeling you tighten around him, Wilbur thrusted a couple more times, stuttering as he filled you up with his cum. “Fucking take it, gonna make you so full with my cum-“

The wave that came over you both took a bit to come down, the tension and heavy atmosphere of the situation dissipating as you went limp against Wilbur and his hold, barely being able to keep yourself a float after the intensity of your orgasm.

Letting out a sigh, Wilbur slipped out of you, groaning as his now soft cock hit the air cold once more. You whined as you clenched around nothing, missing the way he filled you up and hit those spots oh so deep.

Wilbur watched, mesmerized as his cum fell out of your spent core, pushing the small amount back into you. “So you know who owns you baby. Who can make you feel this good.” Wilbur whispered out as he massaged your body, soothing the aching muscles on your body.

Wilbur pulled you up once more, slipping your pants all the way off, taking your shirt off as well as he sat you down on toilet seat, slipping his clothes off as well.

“Go to the bathroom love, and then we’ll take a shower so I can show you what I’ve been working on, yeah?” Wil spoke softly to you as the sound of the facet being turned on, water hitting the shower floor as you looked up at him with a confused smile. “You thought I was doing random shit all day and ignoring you? You think that lowly of me?” Wilbur teased as you shook your head, grabbing his hand in yours as he hoisted you up into his arms, walking into the shower with you.

As he placed you down on the floor, arms wrapping around your waist, he placed his forehead on yours. The moment was silent, but comfortable. There wasn’t much you could say, both of you understanding the other loved them just as much and that it was the heat of the moment. You both knew you weren’t actually mad and he wasn’t either, but rather frustrated at the situation.

Smiling down at you, Wilbur placed a kiss in your head as he pulled you into his chest.

“I love you.”

Wilbur never liked traditional holiday activities, always finding them stupid and cheesy. Yet you on the other hand loved them all! From stupid love letters on valentines to kissing under the mistletoe. And he knew this, everyone did, you never tried to hide it. And Wilbur loved that, completely pushing us groans down and bad thoughts aside as you dragged him to a pumpkin patch.

“I want a big one! So we can put all the candy in it after we clean it all out and stuff. It’ll be so good!” You jumped up and down in front of the man as he chuckled at you, following you as you pulled him to the back of the patch, identifying the bigger pumpkins.

As you finally made your way, you ran off to check all the pumpkins, making sure the one you wanted was practically untouched and round enough to fit pounds of candy in it. You rolled each one around, groaning as you found a dent, or worts, or mold. You needed it to be perfect.

Wilbur followed close behind you, watching you as your determined state huffed and puffed at every pumpkin you saw. He knew you wanted the best pumpkin in the patch, you wouldn’t stop raving about it. He smiled at you the whole time you ranted towards him, nodding at your words as he took you in. So excited and happy to finally be able to do this, but he also knew you let it get to you if it didn’t come easy.

“Baby, hey. It’s ok. Maybe this row isn’t good, let’s check the other ones yeah?” The man gently pulled you up in his arms as you pouted, whining about how you’ll never find one. How it was useless-

“Wil!” You gasped out as you spotted one, all the way at the end by itself. You sprinted to the lonely orange squash, squatting down as you examined it, a huge smile making your way up to your face. “Baby! Look at this! It’s huge, and it’s all alone down here- we’re getting it!” You determined as you, started to roll it out of its spot.

Wilbur’s eyes bulged out of his head as he saw the size of the thing, wondering how you both were gonna carry it. Yet he wasn’t going to deny you or complain, he wanted to make you happy and let you have this. He always did. He loves being dragged into things with you, loved how you made it bearable for him, loved you.

“Ok baby, let’s get this thing home yeah?” He also squatted down with you, placing his hands underneath it with you, getting ready to lift.

You squealed excitedly as you leaned over to kiss him, placing your hands the same as his, lifting the pumpkin together the best you could .

-

“Fuck- i forget how tiring this is-“ Wilbur groaned as he sprawled across the counter, pumpkin guys covered his hands from pulling and scrapping the huge thing.

You giggled at the man as he continued to pick out all the seeds, one by one so you could make pumpkin seeds to eat later on. You stopped what you were doing to help the man out with the pumpkin, handing him the bowls so he could continue to separate.

“If you do these, I’ll do the pumpkin-“ after you said that, Wilbur gave you a quick side eye with a small smirk, kneeling damn well what you meant but- “oh fuck off! Do the seeds or your going back to pumpkin duty-“

“Ok ok! I’m done, promise.” He raised his hands up defensively as you pointed your finger at him, smiling at him as you leaned over once more, placing your nose on his as his eyes fluttered from your eyes to your lips, not quite deciding where to look.

You smiled at him as you placed your hand on his face, pumpkin guts sticking to his face as he gasped at you and threw the stringy substance on the table, your laughs filling the air as you backed away from him.

He looked at you with an open mouth for a few seconds, flabbergasted at you for doing such a thing to him. He picked up a handful on the table, before quickly getting up and cornering you, placing his hand in your hair, spreading the guts and seeds all over.

“Wil!” You giggled as you brought you into your chest, rubbing your hair, messing it all up even more as you laughed with you.

You looked up at him as he stopped, smiles adorning both your faces. Wilbur leaned down, placing his lips on yours, hands cupping your face as your own made their way underneath his shirt, rubbing his torso. The kiss was slow and deep, nothing more, nothing less. It was so simple yet so complex, you couldn’t describe it if you wanted to. One of his hands slide back and held the back of your head, pulling you closer to him as you wrapped your arms around his waist, gently racking your fingers down his back, making him shudder in delight.

You both pulled away, placing your forehead on his as your pants mingled together, becoming one as the passion and warmth from the activity took over your senses.

Wilbur smiled at you once more, placing his hands underneath your thighs and lifting you up, carrying you to your shared bedroom as he did.

“How do you feel about a shower? The pumpkins clean enough and you are quite a dirty one-“

“I’d say the same about you.” You smirked at him as he placed you down on the sink counter, and asking over to the shower and turning it on, before tugging his shirt off over his head. Your eyes raked down his body as he unbuckled his belt and slipped it off, scoffing at your wondering eyes. He stood in front of you, tugging at the bottom of your shirt for permission as you raised your arms, assisting him as he lifted the clothing off and into the laundry basket.

“Why don’t we get clean then? Don’t want to look dirty with our costume tonight, do we?”

“Oh absolutely not-“

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“Thank you. For helping me today, and dealing with me.” You whispered to the man as the group walked away, more people coming up, making you smile at all of them and compliment their costumes.

Wilbur smiled at you, hand placed on your thigh underneath the blanket you both shared, squeezing the flesh lightly as you waved goodbye to the kids.

Looking over at the man, you smiled at him as he quickly gave you a peck on the lips before more kids showed up.

“Thank you. I’ve had the best day and it was all because of you. So thank you for making things fun again.” Wilbur whispered to you as you leaned your head on his shoulder, hand slithering to meet his under the blankets, people watching as you smiled at all the kids walk with their parents and excitedly share to each other what each got.

“One day that’ll be us and our little one, you know that? Walking them around the neighborhood as we dress them up in cute little outfits and make sure they’re having fun. Acting like we’ll let them have all that candy, yet we secretly eat it all when they go to bed-“

“That’s cruel!” Wilbur exclaimed as you laughed, looking up at him.

“I’m joking! Kinda…” you teased as Wilbur scoffed and kissed your head, letting you lean back up to greet the new group. The oversized pumpkin they had carved was filled with candy, too much if you’d ask Wil, but you insisted. Wanting to have as much as you could so you could hand out lots of it.

“Well, we’ll most likely have plenty for tonight so we can watch a movie.” Wilbur smiled at you as you nodded with a sigh.

“Please, with a glass of wine on the side! It’s needed- hey guys!”