#studentbur

ghostbur and phantombur are just adorable, i wish i could wrap them up in a blanket and keep them safe from the world. i know many people write ghostbur as almost asexual, but i see him as a giver. would have absolutely no desire to receive anything in return, but feeling your warmth and seeing your pleasure would make him feel almost alive. honestly, he wouldn't be that much of a good lover emotionally because he's so floaty and oblivious to your pain, but he would try.

phantombur is kind of more obscure and the content is limited, as it was the character from the originsmp which i don't think lasted very long and was after dreamsmp. however, that small amount of content is some of the best fics i've ever read. he is almost a mix between ghost and simp, he is utterly obsessed and devoted to reader but so insecure of his own monstrosity. scratches my monsterfucker/furry itch very well. plus a lot of creative options with him turning invisible and phasing. also did i mention claws, fangs and tail?

i've talked at length before about the difference between simpbur and incelbur, but i get that they are pretty similar. to be brief incel is from the first series of songs (nice guy balled, karen took the kids, i am very smart) who is full of hate and bitterness and simp is the egirl songs (the internet ruined me, in love with an egirl, your new boyfriend, softboy) and is full of love and obsession.

simp is basically the kind of guy who would clean your kitchen floor with his tongue if you asked him to, and he wouldn't complain, then ask if you wanted him to clean the bathroom too just so he'd have a reason to stay close to you. he is still pretty gross, livinjng off energy drinks and instant noodles, but his motivation to try is very attractive. man would spend hours between your thighs with his tongue, making you finish again and again until he's spilled onto the bedsheets before you've touched him. then he's apologising for finishing without permission, begging to have you sit on his face to he an apologise properly.

revbur is a classic, the man needs no introduction. after neglecting reader as pogbur and his memories of ghostbur are blurred he would be utterly devoted to you. he needs to prove to you and himself that he isn't a failure, that he isn't a mistake. he is a bit gross like incel, considering the whole being brought back from the dead thing, but carries himself with a confidence incel lacks. rev is also by far the roughest lover on this list, leaving bruises on your skin that he'll kiss softly the following morning as he apologises for going to far.

studentbur get's a lot of people confused because i do NOT mean teenbur, i am referring to the character from tommyinnit's 'we went back to school' skit from a few years ago. the one that's shy and a repressed christian? yeah, him. while similar to simp he actually has a sense of shame and the concept of corrupting that good boy is just.. perfection. i see him as being in university so around 18-21, so young but again clarifying not an actual child. have been wanting to write a fic where has been his neighbour for years and is a delinquent and when he decided to rebel from his parents she is there to guide him.

now vampirebur i think is somewhat controversial. he was popular before the allegations due to wilbur's own aesthetic and appearance, but after i'm sure a lot of writers are hesitant for fairly obvious reasons. personally, as someone who enjoys biting and being bitten and the fact he is an entirely fictional character i don't see a problem. easily the most confident bursona, bro is probably 200 years old and has his shit together- lots of money, big house, plenty of experience with his hands and tongue. i can't decide if he would be terrified of biting reader because he doesn't want to ruin her or accidently kill her, or if he would be so addicted to her flavour she's basically a human blood bag.

ok uh.. lots of words for a random ask lol. thanks for the question and giving me an excuse to yap lol.

Science fair was one of the most dreadful things to have to do. Your teacher had picked partners for everyone, but allowed creative liberty for what you wanted to do. And the person you got paired with? William Gold.

He didn’t talk much in your class, unless it was one of his friends, but even then they barely say near him. He was known as the “weird” kid. From what everyone said he smelled, he was annoying, and had the worst sense of humor.

You didn’t know him personally so you couldn’t judge him just yet, you’d have to save it for when you finally got to work with him.

You approached him during lunch, sitting across from him and clearly surprising him. He didn’t say anything to you and simply continued to eat.

“Hey, I’m your partner for the science fair. I’m Y/N.” You stuck a hand out as a greeting, watching him timidly put his sandwich down and grab your hand back. “I’m William.. Well, Will or Wilbur. Call me whatever.” He shrugged at his own words, before letting go of your hand and continuing to eat.

It was obvious he wasn’t used to people talking to him, but you had to bear with it for now.

“I was thinking that for the science fair we could do something simple? And we could meet up at the park to work on it, if that’s okay with you.” You made sure to keep your gaze on him as you spoke, a welcoming smile on your lips as you watched him carefully. “Yeah, sure. Simple as in what soil helps plants grow? Or if maybe colors affect a dog’s enjoyment with a toy? We could do an actual experiment in my mum’s garden or with my dog.”

You could only smile as he slowly came out of his shell, you now knew his mum had a garden you guys could use, and a dog! “Those are perfect! I think the dog one would be easiest to do. I could use my allowance to buy some different colored toys from the shop and then we can see which ones your dog likes more.”

He quickly nodded at your suggestion, before shuffling through his bag and grabbing a paper and pen, scribbling down his number and address. “So, instead of the park we can do everything at my house. For the poster board what do we do? Dog house theme? We could cut up some construction paper and make it all pretty.”

Over the course of your conversation he only became more smiley and talked about his interests. You could put he enjoyed gaming, wanted to get into music, and even had a vinyl collection he wanted to show you when you were to go over.

You of course had to talk to your parents about it, which they gladly allowed you to go over that weekend.

You made sure to text the number he had given you, which ended up thankfully being his and not a house phone.

The two of you only made further plans throughout the day, more ideas being thrown back and forth for what types of toys you should do, what the poster board should look like, and what to call the experiment.

You both decided to not come up with a fancy title or pun for the experiment, simply calling it the question you wanted to answer. The poster board was going to look like a dog house, and he agreed that you were going to make it, while he did the main experiments.

The weekend came around faster than expected, but it was 100% worth it. You made sure to buy at least 8 cheap toys of rainbow colors, including white and black. They were all squeaky rubber toys.

When you finally showed up it was more peaceful than expected, and he was waiting patiently on the porch for you, bouncing a tennis ball against the ground.

Before you guys did anything he introduced you to his mum and his dog, offering you a drink and snack, and finally took you to his room to show off his vinyls.

While he rambled on about his love for bands, you couldn’t help but think about all the things kids would say about him. He was almost polar opposite to what they described, he wasn’t weird, it seemed like he just didn’t have anyone who listened to all of his interests.

You probably spent way too long in his room before the actual experiment, which was much more fun than either of you expected.

His dog adored you, mostly ignoring the toys and giving l the attention to you. Will was smiling like an absolute idiot the entire time, and laughing like a maniac. He kept having to pull the pup off of you, squeaky toys so many times until it felt like your ears would bleed.

“God, you shouldn’t have stayed. We can’t do anything, he likes you too much!” His voice thankfully dripped with sarcasm, before he helped you to your feet after his dog practically tackled you to the ground.

“Oh, shut up. We may just have to do this another day.” You sighed and wiped your pants free of any dirt that got on you. “Alright, alright. I’ll put the toys somewhere in my room. Wanna listen to more of my vinyls until your parents come to get you? We have, like, an hour.” He smiled as he spoke, making his way back inside the house and up to his room.

You quickly followed after him, shooting him a thumbs up as you found yourself sitting on his bed. He shuffled through his collection, before pulling out an Arctic Monkeys vinyl and displayed it to you.

“Please say you’re a fan. I don’t think we can be friends if you aren’t.” He pouted dramatically as he placed it on the player, allowing it to spin almost as soon as he put it on. “I am a fan. You played them for me the second I entered the front door.”

He laughed lightly at your words, shrugging before he flopped down onto the bed right next to you. “Think we’ll get a good grade?” He looked at you with raised brows, lifting a hand up in the shape of a fist.

You made a fist and bumped it with his, smiling and nodding. “Yeah, I think so. It’s definitely not the most impressive, but it’s unique.” You laid back next to him, enjoying the music and the moment as you stared up at the ceiling.

Maybe getting paired with the “weird” kid would end up being a good thing.

A really good thing.