"isn't it great? alivebur's finally gone, and you don't have to deal with that awful mess anymore. we can finally be happy, phil! phil, why are you sad?"
or: Love Letters AU, in which ghostbur thinks he's gotten a happy ending, but phil's not quite there with him. (i could talk about this au all day.)
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do you ever think about W1lbvr taking Ph!l's cock so good while he's only allowed to bark and moan? Wearing a cute little collar and ears, just laying down while his master fucks his brains out because he's just a filthy little mutt whose only good for being used and filled
Been thinking about young teen wil going to phil and telling him that shes a girl. Phil taking a second to decide how to handle it before
“well, if you’re my daughter now theres lots of things I need to teach you about”
He takes her upstairs to his bedroom and feeds her lies about a woman’s role.
He puts her cock in a cage. He explains that it will help her look and react to things more like a girl does.
They go to her room and bag up all her ‘boy clothes’. He lets her keep boxers for now, but says they’ll have to go get her skirts and dresses and panties to wear because “girls aren’t allowed to wear these things”
He tells her women aren’t allowed to leave the house without their husband’s or father’s permission. Girls also definitely cannot leave the house unless theyre fully clothed. So shes stuck inside, wearing nothing but boxers and the pretty cage her cock is in until phil finally brings home ‘girl clothes’ for her.
He sets the expectations. Phil goes to work, but girls dont go to school (this only works because phil had kept him at the all boys school). They stay home and keep the house clean and make meals. And they take care of the residents of the home.
Phil doesnt elaborate on what taking care of him means until she bends over wearing one of her dresses in the kitchen one day and he grabs her hips pushes her against the counter and fucks her thighs, making sure to bump into the cage between her legs as often as he can. Wilbur whines as phil calls her a good girl and coats her thighs in cum. He slaps her ass and tells her to finish dinner, so she does, with his cum slowly dribbling down her thigh. When she tries to go to the bathroom to clean up, phil grabs her and lays her over his knee, bruising her ass with his hand until shes sobbing, begging for him to stop, promising she’ll be good.
Later that night, phil explains better as he opens up her ass with his fingers. “Girls have pussies sweetheart, dont you want to have one too? You already have a pretty clit.” He pinches her cock through the cage.
The fingers, and plug, are uncomfortable, but wilbur just melts under him, reasoning that her dad wouldn’t steer her wrong in what girls do because hes been so good with it so far. He’ll take care of her, make sure that shes ready for a husband when shes old enough to leave.
(But what she doesn’t know is phil never plans to let her leave, he’s worked so hard to turn his daughter into his perfect trans tradwife. He’s not going to just let that walk away)
After watching both France vlogs, there's no way Kristin doesn't want Phil and Wilbur to fuck. She eggs it on constantly. She'd probably get off watching it.
You're absolutely right. She knows how Phil feels about him, how could she not? So, when she finally brings it up, he's shocked. But she'd be lying if she said it wasn't hot. Even encouraging him to go for it more and more often.
a little fic preview of a dark sbi x dream team fic i’m working on
The more time you spend looking at him, the more you realize his calm is an illusion. His wings aren’t quite filthy, but it’s clear he’s had no one to clean them but himself in years. You know he’s only allowed to fly once a day, attached to a longer version of his tether, and it’s clearly wearing on him.
At least they haven’t clipped his wings, you think. You refuse to feel guilty. He brought this on himself by murdering and incinerating at least sixteen, possibly more, people. If he didn’t want to live in a cell for the rest of his life he wouldn’t have concocted a wife for himself who demanded so many sacrifices.
He’d explained all of this to you, pure joy on his face as he told you about the Lady of Death, how she has made him hers. You’d been a teenager then, using his stories for criminology papers. Your professors loved you. Your classmates decidedly did not.
There’s that same joy on his face when he hears your news.
“I want to see the urns, and then I can help you,” he says. His fingers twitch, like he’s imagining holding a paintbrush.
“You” are Wilbur Soot, and your “father” is a very bad man.
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And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
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Wilbur, though a phantom hybrid, doesn’t have fully developed wings. His are too small and too thin to properly fly, not the wide gliding wings of real phantoms. He’s always been in awe of Phil, watching him launch himself into the air and fly around all day. It could have been cold angry jealousy he feels at seeing someone develop the traits he should have, but seeing the peaceful look on Phil’s face when he swoops up to the pub or takes off from his house, all Wilbur feels is a desperate longing to join him up there in the sky. He thinks seeing Phil be grounded just so he can fly would destroy him.
