Everyone's POVs are so sad and sappy and I'm overhere like if Revivebur asked me to commit arson, I wouldn't hesitate. Yes Wilbur. I'll burn down the community house with you. Lets even throw in some TNT for some laughs. I bet the community would find that really funny and then we can go back to being on the run because we caused property damage.
"Oh hey, Wilbur." "Hey Y/N. How are you?" "Terrible. This server needs so much more chaos to be fun." "Alright. I have something fun.." "Hm? What do you have that'd be fun and chaotic? It seems like everything you do gets you thrown into prison or exile." "Not if you don't get caught." *RevivedBur would take your hand and lead you to someones house* "What are we gonna do here?" "This." *RevivedBur hands you a box of matches* "ooo! Arson?" "Yup." "But I don't know if this will start a big enough fire.." "Alright. Thats why I always carry around gasoline." "Wait you do-" *RevivedBur takes out a jug of gasoline from his coat* "How did you even *fit* that in there?" *Revivedbur ignored your question and unscrewed the cap to the gasoline* "Why don't you do the honors, Y/N?" "Okay." *RevivedBur Hands you the jug of gasoline and you start pouring it on the house* "Alright, lets light a match and throw it on." *You took a match out of the box and lit it* "What are you waiting for?" "I dunno.." *You throw the match onto the gasoline and watch the house quickly get engulfed in flame* "Its so pretty, isn't it Y/N?" "Mhm."
-"Come on, light it up and throw it there, y/n. It's not that hard." You stare at the match stick and the box in your hands, then up at the house. You realize you can't bring yourself to commit arson. What would your friends think if you did it? What if they hate you for ever? -"Go on!" Revivebur started to pace around you impatiently. -"Just light it up and throw it, y/n." You lower your hand, wich is shaking slightly. Revivebur mumbles in disapproval and grabs your hands, forcing you to light the match stick. He grabs your wrist and pulls it towards the wooden house. -"Just throw it!" You hesitate. Revivebur lets go of your wrist. You look up at the house. -"if you're not gonna do it, I'll do it myself." He takes the match stick from your hand and throws it inside the house through the window he had smashed earlier. You step back and and close your eyes. -"Let's go." You feel Revivebur put his hand on your shoulder, leading you away from the building. You open your eyes and look back to see the fire light emitting from the broken window. You look forward again, and instead of leaving the heat of the fire behind, it only gets hotter and hotter as you two slowly make your way away from the scene, dodging rocks and lumps of trees. Then, you and Revivebur turn around to look and the house, now covered in flames. A little smirk appears in Revivebur's face. A cold numbness takes over your body at the shock if what you just helped to do. He turns to face you, the smirk replaced by a wide smile, a glint of madness in his eyes. -"isn't it beautiful?"
“Are you sure about this?” You ask Revivedbur. “Of course. You remember what they did, don’t you? They deserve to see this place burned down.” Revivedbur replies with a glint of madness is his eyes. You look down at the box of matches in your hand and back at the house. The memories from earlier rush back to you as your worry is quickly replaced by rage. You grab a match out of the box, light it, and throw it into the wood house. You watch as the building is slowly consumed by flames, feeling a sense of surprising joy. Wilbur start’s maniacally laughing as a grin quickly grows on your face. Who knew fire could be this freeing
“Come on, it’s just a little fire, y/n. It’s not that big of a deal, just through it.” Your hesitation was blatantly obvious. You held a match between your index and middle fingers; an amber flame dancing atop the splint the only light in the dark. Wilbur stood next to you with an expectant look on his face. He was watching you with such intensity as though he were studying you, examining your every move and perhaps that was exactly what he was doing. Regardless, his gaze burned you more than the match in your hand ever could. It seeped into your bones and ignited something in you that you couldn’t quite describe. Was it fear? Anger? Determination? It didn’t matter. Whatever it was spurred you to do something that would inevitably be a turning point to the worst, or best depending on how you looked at it, part of your life. You threw it. Your eyes squeezed tight shut in regret as soon as the splinter left your hand and flinched as you began to feel a stronger heat against your cheeks. “Open your eyes and enjoy the view. It’s beautiful.” You shook your head violently and you heard Wilbur sigh. He placed an almost uncharacteristically gentle hand on your shoulder and another under your chin to turn your head ever so slightly. “Open your eyes, darling. You don’t have to look at the flames. Look at me.” You took a shaky breath and opened your eyes. You met Wilbur’s gaze within seconds but now he looked deranged. The same insane look he’d worn all throughout Pogtopia. And, as much as you hated to admit it, you’d fallen for that look. That chaos-driven, power-hungry lusting that flooded his eyes and sent an unhinged smile tugging at his lips. The look was almost impossible to tear your eyes away from but you managed, turning your head to stare straight at the crime you’d committed. And in the end, Wilbur was right. It was beautiful. update: i haven’t made this into a full story but i have rewritten it so if anyone would actually be interested in reading that then let me know
POV: Revivebur realised how much L'manburg meant to everyone. He was burning houses to cover up the fact that he was hurt as much as everyone else. He claimed it was a tool. A trick. A nothing. But it meant so much more. Why did he have to let it all go? Why did he have to let it all get destroyed because of one thought? ``What have I done..?`` He stared wide eyed at the hot red flames of the wooden house as they sparkled in the dark night sky. Tommy walks up to him, blank faced. ``You alright Will?-`` He turns around to face him and he sees you walking up behind Tommy. ``Phil made you some dinner.`` You say, trying to keep calm next to the flames. Revivebur stares at you and Tommy for a moment then smiles. ``Thank you, Y/N and Tommy.`` He throws away the rest of the matches, secretly lighting them. As you walk away from the fire, it grows larger but you dont seem to notice. Revivebur smirks as you walk away, heading for the portal leading to Technoblade's and Phil's house.. (Just a headcannon
"Y/N just throw it already,they deserve it for what they did to you!"you pause for a moment before remembering what they did "your right wil" you smile and throw the match through the window wilbur threw a rock at,you and wilbur walk away with a proud smile on your face "ya know wil,i think we should do this more often!" "it was fun" you confess "heh,you really are related to me,huh?" wilbur says right when you sit on a cliff near technos house "Y/N,WILBUR?" techno yells "COMING!" wilbur yells back before throwing a match behind him,catching someone on fire
*WHY* 👏 *IS* 👏*NO* 👏 *ONE*👏 *TALKING* 👏 *ABOUT* 👏 *THE* 👏 *FANART* 👏 "It's good to be back..'' he lit a match with his tooth spitting out the burnt edges from past matches from his mouth. You glare over, "WilburSoot joined the *game*.." He throws a match, pulling a jug off gasoline from his coat, "All lights up and I start to smile." then he smiles. LIKE EXCUSEEEEEEE ME.
,,It's not that hard, grab the match'" Revivebur, handed you a already lit match. You throw it at a little hut infront of you it started slowly burning, making you and Revivebur smile and slowly back up. ,,Three..'' he said. ,,Two..'' you continued. ,,one'' he whispered, both of you ran away, hearing the hut explode from behind both you. Both of you laughed maniacally, falling onto the grass and laying there, smelling the burned wood from afar. (Please, this took like 3 minutes to know what to write)
Here you go: 0:01 - 2:38 --> Why'd you only call me when your high 2:39 - 6:54 --> Burning pile 6:55 - 10:01 --> Wolf in sheep's clothing 10:02 - 15:22 --> The other side of paradise 15:23 - 18:23 --> Hayloft 18:24 - 22:39 --> Fire drill 22:40 - 25:43 --> Bust your Kneecaps 25:44 - 29:05 --> Mad Hatter 29:06 - 32:19 --> Gasoline 32:20 - 35:42 --> Lotta true crime 35:43 - 38:02 --> People I don't like 38:03 - 40:40 --> Ain't no crying (Hope this helps, and have a good day
"Revivebur, I'm not sure I can do this. It's a bit too much." "Don't forget what they did to you." Y/N starts remembering the horrible things they did. A sudden memory gives Y/N a huge mood change, from anxious to angry. Y/N lights the match, and throws it right in front of the house. The fire grows bigger and bigger, spreading to the other houses nearby. It lights up the night sky as Y/N smirks. Y/N and Revivebur walk away, prouder than ever, no regrets or cares about consequences. Giggling, they look behind them. Revivebur wraps an arm around your shoulder. "Good job, Y/N. Feels good, doesn't it?" "Yeah. What assholes." "A punishment. Greatly deserved."
Now I have NEVER written a DSMP POV but here we go theres a first time for everything (also I'm giving Y/N a set appearance, apologies for those who dont vibe with that) . . . Y/N's arms dangled as they perched, hunched on a tree branch, watching the mobs meander about below them. Their black tail swished, the purple membrane-like fins at the tip brushing the long grass. All of a sudden the mobs below them scattered, as though spooked by an approaching person. Y/N became aware of a presence behind them, but turning was too much work, so they waited for whoever it was to either attack them or speak. Perhaps it was Ranboo again, here to bug them about the End, since they were the only being in the SMP from the realm. "There's my favorite Ender!" A voice chuckled. A familiar voice. Y/N rose from the oak branch they were crouched on, turning in disbelief. "Wilbur fucking Soot." A fanged grin split across their face, matching that of the one of the man looking up at them. They deftly hopped down from the branch, their dark, tattered, bug like wings fluttering behind them. "Thought I had a bit longer. I would have baked a cake." They quipped playfully. "Well now I'm offended that you didn't." Wilbur laughed back. "What happened to that ghosty guy?" They cocked their head, feeling the clumps of "blue" in their pocket. "He's gone. And I'm back, baby!" Wilbur cheered, but there was a slight edge to it, that wasn't there before. But Y/N liked it. Before his death, before Ghostbur, Wilbur wasn't always supportive of their destructive nature. Then he blew up L'Manburg, so everyone changes. "Let's go have some fun, Y/N, it's been too long." The curly haired man threw an arm around their shoulders. "You never wanted to do this with me before, but..." Y/N hummed, producing a shiny set of flint and steel. Wilbur smirked at her. "You always were my favorite, darling." ~~~~~~ "God, it's like free therapy!" "I know! That's why I kept bugging you about it before!" Thick, dark smoke billowed up into the horizon, melding down into bright, orange flames, eating away at a village. The villagers had all fled, or gotten caught in the blaze. Y/N fluttered excitedly a few inches in the air, their luminescent violet eyes raking the scene, before drifting over to the man beside them. "I'm so glad you're back. I missed my best friend." "It was fucking hell on that platform. You'll never betray me, right? Like all the others?" He didn't look at them, just staring into the hypnotising warmth of the golden fire. "You saved me when I first wound up here. The least I can do is repay that." They placed their charcoal black hand on Wilbur's shoulder. A few seconds later, it was met with a subtle touch. He had placed his hand on top of theirs, intertwining their fingers. "The server's changed so much. You're still the same though. I like that." He mused. Y/N smiled softly. Hoofbeats sounded in the distance. Y/N's pointed ears perked up. "Looks like we made too much noise." They giggled, turning to face the figure that had just broken though the treeline. "Tubbo! Look who's back!" They called, pointing at Wilbur. "Wilbur, what the hell have you done?" The boy yelled. "I've found my best friend again Tubbo!" He sang, throwing his hands out to the sides. "Wilbur, come on. We can talk about this. Y/N is an enemy of state, they're NOT your friend anymore!" At this, Y/N's large eyes narrowed, white pupils dilating into catlike slits. In seconds, they were in front of Tubbo, towering over him, their aura nothing less than deadly. "Wilbur is MINE. My friend. Not yours. You don't get your little former president back. He's gone. You don't get YOUR Wilbur anymore. It's MY Wilbur now." They snarled, sharp claws digging into the boy's shoulders. "What the fu..." He mouthed, reaching for his sword, before Y/N's mouth opened, pinkish white particles exploding from within. Tubbo fell back, coughing. "What the hell WAS that-" "Dragon's breath. What, you've never seen me do it? I thought the wings and tail would have given it away." Y/N cooed,, and in that moment, all Tubbo felt was fear. He grabbed the horses reins, scrambling through the dirt and back through the trees. Y/N stalked back to where her friend was standing, before the dying blaze. "C'mon, let's go find more shit to burn before I kill everyone on the server." They mumbled, grabbing Wilbur's wrist and pulling him away from the charred remains of the village, but they were spun around, their wrists now held by the curly haired man. He smiled amusedly at them. "YOUR Wilbur?"
POV: you stare down at the house, now covered in gasoline. "well, what are you waiting for?" Revivebur pressed "lets do it before whoever owns this house returns. you think about the poor, unexpected family. All of their stuff, valuables, and all of their happy memories that were shared there. "i-i don't think i can do this" you whisper, it was too much. Now Revivebur was really inpatient "if your not going to do it I'll do it myself." he grabs your hand, forcefully making it strike on the match box. "wait-!" it was too late, he had already struck lit the match and threw it, right where the trail of gasoline snaked it's was through the ground into the house. All you could do is watch in horror as the house quickly burst into flames. Revivebur quickly take you to a place where you both could watch the burning, while staying hidden from the people below. you both sit in silence, a few moments later you hear the sound of a firetruck and lots of people shouting in distress. As the people argue below, you slowly turn your head to Revivebur. He was sitting with a blank expression on his face, then suddenly, a small smirk appeared, then he looked your direction. "isn't it beautiful?" The small smirk was suddenly replaced with a large insane grin. you sit in silent for a few minutes, which felt like hours for you, falling for the somewhat soothing rhythm of the firetruck. "it is." you say slowly, looking back at the house, now fully engulfed in the flames. "Lets do this again" you say, gaining confidence in your words. "good" He says, then takes your hand and slowly sits up. "lets go".
POV: you're standing in front of a old wooden house at 1am. "Why am I hesitating?" You think looking at the box of matches. "I finally get to do this with someone that will actually laugh at it with me, and I'm hesitating." You think again. Revivebur looks at you and says, "Are you hesitating? You asked for this." "I know. And honestly I don't know why I'm hesitating, this is the first time." You reply. "Then let's do it together," He says. You hand him a match from the box and you light them together. "1.. 2.. 3.." You say to yourself, and then you throw it through the window you broke before hand. "Look how pretty, all nice and shiny like the morning sun." You say with a wide smile on your face. You look over to see Revivebur smirking, and you start to laugh. He joins in on the laughter. "We should start going back soon, we don't want people seeing us committing arson at 1am now do we?" Revivebur says still having the same smirk he had on his face. "Alright," You say. ✨The end✨
POV You both just sit there. Not moving a single muscle. Watching the flames and the people calling and running. "Thank you." You hear him say. You turn around to look at him, seeing he's Gone ? You wonder.. Was he even there the whole time?
POV: You are standing right in front of a house that Revivebur has covered with gasoline. You impatiently wait for him to finish tapping your foot on the ground. Once Revivebur is done, he asks you, “Y/N, are you ready? This is your first house, I cant wait to see how you do.” “I know.” A smirk was formed at the corner of your lips as you lit up your match. Watching the match burn in your hands, you felt guilty, but…at the same time…great, powerful and free. You looked back at Revivebur who has a smirk as well. I placed the match on the gasoline which lit up the entire house in a matter of seconds. You stepped back in awe, your eyes glistens and a wide smile appear on your face. Revivebur put his hand on your shoulder in approval. “You did it. It’s beautiful isn’t it?” You pull out your airpods and turn on these songs as you asked, “Lets do more.”
POV: You are tired. Everyone has left you. All except Wilbur, recently revived. You want revenge on those who left you. You arrive at Wilburs house. You knock aggressively on the door. Wilbur answers. "Huh. Y/N. Why are you here?" "I. Want. To. Burn. This. WHOLE FVCKING PLACE DOWN." Wilbur enthusiastically agrees, taking you to the center of this kingdom you now hate. Wilbur hands you a match. You light it and throgh it on to the gasoline covered floor, smiling maniacally. Wilbur starts laughing. You stand in the midst of a falling kingdom, laughing.
“it’s not that damn hard! jesus y/n” wilbur complained obviously getting mad that you wouldn’t hurry up and lit the match but truth is you’ve always been scared of fire even though you lit a lot of houses back where you used to live you stare straight down at the match box and start to zone out and think about the horrific consequences you could get for this but there was a reason why you asked reviedbur if you could help to get revenge. revenge on dream for manipulating you and you fell for it as wilbur yelled again “HELLO Y/N ARE YOU THERE WE CAME HERE FOR A DAMN REASON” you snapped back to reality grabbing the gasoline and walking to dreams house breaking the door while pouring gasoline on his rug and you lit the match and quickly left and shut the door while locking it from the outside you rushed back over to reviedbur and smiled “don’t know why i couldn’t did that sooner that green bastard deserves it” you groaned as you and reviedbur walked away “ ‘bout time y/n but seriously i can’t believe you grew balls and did it” wilbur said making fun of you. you shoved him and y’all saw how high the flames were as dream started screaming for help you both looked at each other and laughed evilly as you and him went to his house for the night
POV youre sitting on the edge of a cliff, watching the house you just burned a smirk on your face. Steps behind you pull you out of the trance and you look back to see Revivebur. ``Hey.`` he says sitting next to you, legs dangling off the edge. ``Ello.`` You respond looking back to the house. `` isnt it pretty?`` you ask, knowing the answer already. ``Ofcourse. Cant believe you did it without me though`` He laughs, shoving you a bit. You look back at the house once again, and frown a bit. ``Whats wrong?`` Revivebur asks. ``Nothing its just-`` tears threaten your eyes ``I feel like- This is all my fault. Everything in the server lately.`` you respond. Revivebur puts his arm around your shoulder and pulls you in the rest your head on his shoulder. ``Hey- it might be. But- You just have to not think about it. You only get three lives- unless you get revived- So live each of them like their your last.`` he smiles. you rest in comfortable silence while watching the house burn, and a sunset right beside it.
lyric for mad hatter ( 25:44 - 29:05) *My friends don't walk, they run Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun Popping, popping balloons with guns, getting high off helium We paint white roses red Each shade from a different person's head This dream, dream is a killer Getting drunk with the blue caterpillar I'm peeling the skin off my face 'Cause I really hate being safe The normals, they make me afraid The crazies, they make me feel sane I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad The craziest friend that you've ever had You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong Over the bend, entirely bonkers You like me best when I'm off my rocker Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed So what if I'm crazy? The best people are All the best people are crazy, all the best people are Where is my prescription? Doctor, doctor please listen My brain is scattered You can be Alice, I'll be the mad hatter I'm peeling the skin off my face 'Cause I really hate being safe The normals, they make me afraid The crazies, they make me feel sane I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad, The craziest friend that you've ever had You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong Over the bend, entirely bonkers You like me best when I'm off my rocker Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed So what if I'm crazy? The best people are You think I'm crazy, you think I'm gone So what if I'm crazy? All the best people are And I think you're crazy too, I know you're gone That's probably the reason that we get along I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad, The craziest friend that you've ever had You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong Over the bend, entirely bonkers You like me best when I'm off my rocker Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed So what if I'm crazy? The best people are All the best people are crazy, all the best people are All the best people are crazy, all the best people are* no prob people
POV Time! POV: Burn both down... "Come on Y/n! Just pour the gas!" You stand in front of Tommy's house with a full gas can in hand "Wilbur..." You take a step back from the house You shout, "This is Tommy were talking about!" "So?" You grip the gas can You would say, "What im trying to say is... YOUR TRYING TO BLOW UP A FRIEND!" "Y/n-" Revivebur would take a step toward you You'd take a step back and shout "NO! BACK OFF!" "You know what... if your gonna blow up this house-" You would unscrew the gas can, throw it toward the house coating it with a layer of gas You would also take the match box from Revivebur's hand "Good job Y/n..." You would shout while lighting a match, "THEN TAKE ME DOWN WITH IT!" You would run into the soaked gas house and say, "It was ment to be-" and then drop the match "Y/N NO!" The house would explode and burst into flames Revivebur would fall to the ground from a big gust of wind And then you, spread out on the floor, laying there with blood dripping down from the mouth, head cracked open, and your hoodie karl gave you, on fire, dead... Edit: If you like this- i can continue! Ill be like: POV Part Two! POV Part Two ( yes it’s been a year but I really don’t care ): “Come on Y/n! Get up!” Revivebur would be shaking your body. Of course he dragged you out of the house, it’s way too hot in there. “Come on man! Is this a another one of your pranks!? Well if it is it’s not funny!” You used to play pranks on everyone with Tommy, you mostly played pranks on Wilbur. “WAKE UP MAN!” Of course, you wouldn’t respond. You were dead. “Oh man… what am I going to tell the other members..!?” Revivebur would be walking back and forth next to your cold, empty body. ------------------ “Where…. Am I..?” You would say, even though you were in complete darkness. “Wait.. REVIVEBUR!?” You would shout. You would get up, and walk around a bit in complete darkness. . . Okay, If you want a part three, please ask. ( I will do it sooner next time lol ) thank you all and have a good rest of your day or night :]
I stare at the match in my hand, is this to much... I mean revenge doesn't always mean death... does it? My mind swirls around hundreds of different thoughts, what will the consequences be, what will happen to the occupants, what... but my thoughts are cut off by a voice behind me. "Do it, I didn't bring you here for your just to stand there and stare at the match all day." I look back at him, his face covered in scars, dirt, and he wears a tough grim smirk. The white streak in his hair quite noticeable in the setting sun. I take in a deep breath before throwing the match at the gasoline covered door. We run before anyone catches us. "I don't think that was right, I mean revenge for something that stupid. It's insane. You should have just done something less harmful... such as-" but he cuts me off. "Life isn't just funny games and pranks. Gets your head out of the clouds, this is life." He snaps at me, staring me right in the eyes. I hear the sound of sirens in the distance. "I think this is the revenge I was looking for" revivebur says, a certain madness to his eyes that sends a shiver down my spine. "This is all mine..." He says, before walking away, leaving me staring at the buring building.
You and Revivebur are walking through the woods. It's around 1:43am and the moon can barely be seen through the thick trees. You have been walking for around 30 minutes. "Are you sure we are going the right direction?" You ask. Revivebur looks at you with a small smile on his face. "I'm sure, just 5 more minutes." You groan. "You said that 15 minutes ago." He just shakes his head and keeps walking. ~_+ Time skip 1:48am +_~ "Here we are, Y/N!" He exclaims. You look up from the floor and notice a wood cabin sitting in front of the two of you. "Ok, we are here. What was your plan again?" You ask. Revivebur sighs. "I break the window and give you the matches, you slight the match and throw it through the window. make sure to his the couch or near the wall or rug, got it?" You nod and watch as he takes his pistol from the holster on his belt and smash the window with the handle. "That was easier then expected." He says as he twirls the pistol on his finger before putting it back where it was found. "Showoff. Just give me the matches so I can burn this damn place." He throws the matches and you barely catch them before he says. "Watch what you say, or you might just get hurt, Y/N." You roll your eyes and light the match. You then throw the match, it landing right onto the couch. You and Revivebur watch from the shattered window as the pillow lights up in flames. The fire eventually travels onto the rug placed in the middle of the room. "Lets go, before the owner of the house calls the cops or whatever." He grabs your hand and drags you back towards the woods. You guys find an area where you can watch the house as it burns. "Was it worth the walk?" He asks, looking at you from where you sit. "Hell yeah."
Well since people are doing POVS I'm going to do it:) You stared at your hands that held a match -"Well what are you waiting for?" Revivebur said from behind you -"What about isn't Dream going to find out?" you asked turning to face him -"Who cares?" the tall male said -"He manipulated you he also burned your house down." he added, he then sighed -"Look Y/n if you don't do it then I am."he said walking towards you -"No I got this." You said and he smiled and you turned back around to the house that belonged to Dream -"Here we go." you whispered to yourself as you lit the match and threw it at Dreams house. You heard revivebur clap you turned to look at him and saw a smile a real one -"Ok now lets go-" He started but got interrupted -"What the hell!" it was Dream -"What did you do Y/n?!" he yelled as he walked toward us Wilbur grabbed my hand and ran -"THIS IS KARMA DREAM!" you yelled as you and Wilbur ran away. The two of you stopped at the top of a hill the overlooked Dreams house the colors of the fire made a bright light -"Good job Y/n." Revivebur said putting a hand on your shoulder you looked up at him and saw a big grin on his face -"Thanks dad." after you said that the tall male took his hand off of your shoulder and you looked at him -"Did you just call me dad?" he said speechless and you nodded slowly he paused and looked back at the house fire -"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to!" you said and he looked back at you he turned his body to you and you looked at him -"It's fine, you can call me dad if you want." he said and you smiled and hugged him, Revivbur was shocked at first but hugged back you felt happy you never had a father while you where growing up so you took this as an opportunity. You soon broke the hug and looked at the fire as the wind blew a soft breeze.
Since everyones sharing povs, heres mine! - "Y/n!! Just throw it in there. We already took the money." Revivebur said, loudly as it faded. You feel horrible, Its an innocent family.. You look at the lit match in your hand, and back at Revivebur. - "I can't do this..." you say, shaking intensely. As Tommy walks out of the house, Yawning he notices you. Revivebur was already gone. - "Y/N!!" Tommy says bolting towards you. He takes the match and blows it out. - "y/n,, what are you do-" he stops.. Noticing Revivebur in the distance sunrise. - "You..." "You're being controlled, Y/n!!" Tommy adds. You, in tears, plant your face in Tommys shoulder, He picks you up and takes you inside. - "Mama!!" Tommy screams. - "Yes dear?" Mamainnit responds, Tiredly. - "Revivebur..." - "hurry, Escape out the back door" Mamainnit says. Revivebur was standing right outside of the backdoor, With a match. As you hug Tommy tighter, He puts you on his back and runs. You call your boyfriend, Ranboo, - "Ranboo..." "Reviveburs back" - I'll meet you in tommys field, 5 minutes." Ranboo says. if this gets 1000 likes ill continue?
if i ever have kids and they ask me "papa, what kind of music did you listen to back then?" i'm gonna say that i was watching houses burn down with Revivebur.
@@x_.starryyy._x5796FR THO. TZEY GONNA BE LIKE: who is that? And why were you doing that..? My reaction: it’s the name of the playlist honey. And revivebur was a very nice person (I’m here after IT happened, what’s happening to the world seriously..)
y/n ill let you burn this next house um sure -y/n takes the packet of matches, lights one on fire, and throws it at the roof of a house. why didnt it light up? cause you threw it at the roof, it never lights up from the roof. oh sorry ill try again. -y/n takes the matches, wondering why they decided to do this. y/n threw it anyway and shed a tear. WOOHOOOOOO now lets get out of here- -revivebur starts running into the forest, y/n follows looking back at the house and noticing the whole town on fire. *y/ns head: why does he love causing trouble, it does nothing good! -there were a few minutes of silent running WIL IS IT WORTH IT? -they stopped running. what do you mean? i mean is it worth to hurt people, like its fun to you but is it ever worth it? -revivebur put his hand on y/n's shoulder no, but its good to get revenge. now never ask me that again unless you want your home to end up as lmanburg. *did he actually just bring up lmanburg? the country we both helped build? whats wrong with him. oh okay. -they kept running until they found a spot in the forest to sleep. night wil night y/n.
For those who likes he idea of arson and stuff :D (please don't tho-) "You know what to do, right, y/n?" "I guess haha" "Then here, take them." Revivebur gently throws you a pack of matches and smashes a window You catch the matches and look up at the house, questioning what you're about to do "C'mon, light a match" revivebur persists You look down at the pack of matches and slowly take one out You realize that you're trembling slightly, but you try to cover it up and move faster "Hurry uuuuup y/n. It's not that hard. Light and throw." Revivebur says impatiently With a rush of adrenaline, you quickly and clumsily light the match. You carefully throw the lit match through the window that Wilbur had broken not too shortly before. You take a few careful and slow steps backward and turn slightly to face revivebur who was standing a bit behind you and you see a mischievous grin covering his face, ear to ear When you look back at the house, it's engulfed in flames You stare up at it in amazement that you're the one who did it You turn back to revivebur with a pleased and proud smile and see that he has been staring at you (This is the first one of these I have ever done- carry it on if you want by replying :)! )
"Good job," he says, nodding in appreciation. The smile on your face twists into a maniacal grin, taking up more of your face than Wilbur had previously thought possible. The light from the fire reflects in your eyes, flickering and twisting, seemingly making scenes of their own accord. "Wilbur?" "Yes?" He prompts eagerly. "Let's find something else to burn down." He lights up, almost like you'd flipped a switch. His eyes gleam with malice and lust to feed the flames. Wilbur grabs your hand, dragging you down the road. The two of you run towards the next target like there's no tomorrow. After this stunt, who knows if there will be? At least for the two of you, you have to live like you don't get a tomorrow. (I'm so late, sorry for the notif if it's unwelcome or annoying now)
Revivebur and Y/n stand beside the house, watching with glee as it goes up in flames. Revivebur turns his head to look at you and grins. "It's so beautiful, isn't it?" He whispers. As the flames dance through the inky blackness of the night, you run through all the thoughts in your head, trying desperately to find a time where you'd felt this way before. But alas, the serotonin coursing through your body has never been so high before. You feel as if you've been given the world and then thrown it into soft embers, which quickly rose again at the sight of new meat. The house is burning. The world is burning. Your heart is burning. With passion.
Timestamps! :) 0:00 Why'd you only call me when you're high 2:40 Burning pile 6:55 Wolf in sheep's clothing 10:01 The other side of paradise 15:22 Hayloft 18:24 Fire drill 22:40 Bust your kneecaps 25:45 Mad hatter 29:04 Gasoline 32:19 Lotta true crime
I havent written before so i hope this is okay. You've been feeling stressed lately,your friends have either betrayed you,died,or left you behind,so you had no one to talk to...all but wilbur. Wilbur had recently been revived and you were happy sure but you also missed ghostbur.(time skip) You walked to wilburs house and knocked on the door. "Hello?" Hi will can i come in? " Yea sure" you told him everything,then he said "follow me" why? "Just follow" fine fine you dont need to be rude about it.(time skip) "we're here" we stopped at a small abandoned house,he offered a match box in one hand and a lighter in the other. I chose the lighter,he poured gasoline in side and around the house,"light the lighter and throw it in." I lit the lighter,the flame was so pretty,the way the flame danced made me smile slightly..i threw it in the house and the house exploded into flames...it was so beautiful. "Do you feel better now?" He asked with a smile. I do. This is my first time writing something like this so if anything needs to be fixed pls let me know :)
@@randomperson-qn7ep one thing, with some of the talking, if someone is replying that use “hi” Example: “hey y/n” he said in an unusual happiness. “Oh hi --, what’s got you happy?” You asked. He only replied with “oh nothing much can you follow me for a sec?” You ponder on the question for a while but then agree. Something like that at least
Bright orange filled your eyes, an intense color compared to your ocean blue eyes that seemed to darken as you stared. Warmth surrounded you and the other presence, though you didn't drop the ignitor. You were bare foot on the soft, damp ground; water or gasoline covered the grass, however, you didn't know which one you stood on. A slight breeze shifted in the wind and blew your tangled, black hair. The man beside you stood tall and watched you carefully. You could feel him examine your every movement, whether it was blinking or tilting on your feet. The stick between your fingers grew hotter and hotter, waiting for you to drop it and let it release itself and reap upon the earth. You glanced up at the navy-blue sky above you, stars littered the dark and confined the moon to its designated spot. The house creaked behind of you, and you turned to look back at it. A soft, warm breath rustled your hair, "let it drop, y/n." You close your eyes and inhale deeply, taking in the smells of the forest and the living. "It'll help, I promise. Drop it." he whispered, now looking at your closed eyes, "Trust me." You opened them slowly---he was right, it would feel better if you let it ignite and burn. And so you did, with little thought or regret. It slipped from your mellow fingers and hit the blades of grass, catching fire in an instant and following the gas trail to your old house. A beautiful glow emitted and transformed the once dark clearing. The flames ate away at the life, and crawled up the wooden walls, crackling and singing as it feasted. Despite your action, you smiled and focused on Wilbur who was smirking. "Are you going to leave your past with any last words?" he laughed, draping an arm over your shoulder, causing you to laugh as well. You nodded, taking a slight breath and smiling wider, "It was never meant to be." And with every fire, every past broken and destroyed, everything left behind and forgotten, those six words rang through the devasted air.
I think yall know what this is. fast forward a month...(irl) I'm carrying this on a bit further! (read ahead) "hey, will!" "oh, hey Y/N," Wilbur said as you walked up to him. "I was thinking....." you started."would.. you wanna join me?" you say as you pull out a box of matches. "ooooooo~ Arson?, of course, Y/N!" Wilbur answered, excitement rising in his voice. "ight, I have some gasoline back at mine." "ok we'll go to yours then we'll go to dreams house." he planned. "oooooo~ yess~ I've always wanted to set him aflame!" you say as you both start walking back to where you came from. "perfect." Once you got back to yours, you saw your house, aflame, and a sign with the words: 'heyo Y/N, I noticed your house needed some spring cleaning, so... I blew it up(mostly). hope you like what I've done with the place. -Dream. your expression shifted from an excited one to pure, aggressive anger. "WHAT.THE. LIVING.FUCK."Wilbur exclaims, it is now very obvious that you were sharing that same anger. "We are definitely blowing up his house, then ponks." "it's a good job I have enough gasoline for two," Wilbur says. "wait what?" you say as you watch this dude pull out a reasonably sized jug of the shit. "don't question me, mortal."Wilbur jokes. "Mmmmm... you can't say that when we're the same species, dude." you jokingly reply, knowing there aren't many responses to that. About an hour and a half later, you and Wilbur are standing, in front of dreams little cottage, which by the way has no clue that it is about to be blown to the smallest bits and pieces. You pull out the box of matches, and light one, with the full intent of blowing the place up. as you watched the flame dance, a smirk forms at the corner of your lips. soon enough, it was a full, unregretful smile. And, then, you threw it. quickly enough the little wood cottage was just an orange-red-white blur as you tear up. "Hey, are you alright dude?"(side note 'dude' is a unisex term here, sorry if it offends you ill change it asap) "yea(sniff), it's just...so...beautiful," you say, tears drying and a hint of madness and anger fuming in your eyes. "let's go do some more then!"Wilbur said. "of course, boss man," you say, before breaking into loud, maniacal laughter, that could shake a building with ease. an hour later, you've been watching a particular house burn for a while now. not for any reason in particular, but you got tired so you sat on a hill a good way from the fire(safety first ya know?) when you noticed something. the extra heat from the body of the man next to you seemed to have vanished, so you look over to check and, as you expected, he wasn't there. you look a bit further around you, checking if you could spot him when you see him leaning into the car he stole. when he retreats from the driver's seat, you see two things in his hands: a lighter(the metal ones you flick open) and a cigar. he lights the cigar and puts the lighter back into the burn-hole-covered coat he always wears, before looking over at you, and meeting your eyes. "Ummm hi?" you say, an embarrassed blush covering your face. "hi? why were you stareing? do u want a cig?" Wilbur offers, pulling out the lighter. "oh! umm ya sure... please..." you played off the staring when in reality you knew it was because you never knew he even smoked. as he pulled another out of thin air, you realized what you've just yourself into because, in fact, you have never smoked anything in your life, and the pressure felt... good? and, don't get me wrong, you knew it was bad, the orphanage caretakers had told you so many times that you should NEVER smoke, but, you wanted to. in the twenty-fucking-one years you had spent on this dump of a planet, you had never done it and it was on your bucket list(and I quote 'get addicted to weed or smoking or something Idk lol'). "errrr hello? earth to y/n are you still alive or do I leave you faster than your dad did?" the older man says, in the tone, you knew means 'I will if I have to'. "oh, sorry, I'm a bit out of it today for some reason," you say, taking the cigar and lighter from his hand, lighting it, and taking your first breath of nicotine. To be honest, it felt good. like lifting a weight off your shoulders you never knew was there. you take it out of your mouth," wanna do some more?" you ask. "obviously, dumbass..." Wilbur responds, followed by a giggle, that you follow. yaaaaayyyy i finished! it is 11:44 here in Britain which i should follow with ima go to bed now, but it is pride month in25 mins, so ima celabrate that instead.hope you liked that, cuz I had fun writing it. if u don't like something, point it out and maybe suggest something to go there instead(if you can think of something at that). -gen(dernotfound)
TW//Cursing, Tommy is on Revivebur’s side, ?bad grammar and spelling? You stumble drunkenly out of the casino, feeling regret that you had to resort to going to... You shudder. Quackity’s famous Las Nevadas, just to get fucking drunk. And not to mention that you and Fundy had gotten into a physical fight. Suddenly you remember that you were supposed to go see Wilbur and Tommy at the L’manburg ruins. “Shit, they’re gonna kill me!” You say, realizing it’s almost eleven thirty. You begin run, the wind blowing through your hair but you learn quickly that you are far too drunk to run in a straight line. You fall to the ground, hitting your face off the grassy land. You get your and dust yourself off and see there is blood dripping onto your hoodie. “Dammit this was my good hoodie!” You shout into the night air, then hear a small chuckle, signaling you that you weren’t the only one there. “God, You are so so clumsy, Y/N!” Says a tall brunette emerging from the shadows. “Heyyyy Wilbur...” “You smell like liquor and despair...” Says Wilbur walking up to you. “Were you with Quackity again?” You immediately tense up. “No worries. Since you’re already drunk, why don’t you and me go do something fun?” Offers Wilbur, extending a hand. “Where’s Tommy?” You ask, finding that the loud blonde is nowhere near. Wilbur rolls his eyes and explains that he didn’t want to waste his time waiting for you. You take his hand, which rough and calloused from lighting so many matches and messing around with gunpowder. “Well what are we gonna do?” You ask, catching the mischievous glint in Wilbur’s eye. He pulls you closer and lights a match and his shoe. You squint with the sudden brightness. How do you feel about arson?” You smile in return. “I think that sounds nice.”
Pov You Are at a PARTY drunk and you Are boerd you see a MAN leaving and you say wait.He Waits for you and you say thank you and you realise its Wilbur Soot.Wilbur Asks why Are you here and you reply with i was boerd.Will asks you to come with him and you reply sure.You follow him and He gives you Maches.You ASK him what Is this for?He says just hold IT i will show you and you and him continue walking.You ASK him where Are we going and he dosent ansewer.You and him comed to a neighborhood that you never sam in the CITY Wilbur sayd to give him the marches and you gave him the matches.He also told you to close your eyes.You close your eyes and waited when wilby says OPEN them.Wilbur sayd OPEN them and you saw a house burning.You sayd that the fire looks Like a water mark on your shirt that Skeppy gave you when you were kids.He replys yes now Close your eyes again but dont OPEN them.You close your eyes and You heard screaming.Wilbur opened your eyes and you saw The whole neighborhood on fire.You sayd that its beautiful and Wilbur Agrees.Wilbur gives you some Wine and matches he used.Cheers (your name) and you reply with cheers wilby and drinked the Wine and got back home..Wait Wilbur you say and he says what.Can we do this thing again ,you ask.He replies with:Yes ofcourse princess now Is time to go sleep~ You come back home and you saw someone in your Room its ofcourse Wilbur since you forgot that he needed a plaće to Stay.So you and him got to bed since you Had two beds u sleeped on the bigger one and Wilbur the smaller one. In the morning…..(continue the story By yourself,Comment what woud you. Do in the morning and computer the story.This was my first pov hope you Like IT).
I want to make an animation for the entire playlist but it would take so long and im so sad because i know ill never finish it :( AWESOME compilation btw!
Well thank you! As long as I know a few people notice it and like it im fine with it not being too popular, and plus it could be a playlist only cool people see😉❤️
I really love reading these really awesome and cool POVs and story while listening to the songs so if you have Wattpad pls drop good stories suggestions or your acc if your a writer yourself
Wolf in sheep's clothing kind of reminds me of y/n being guilty and these are their thoughts, or the song can be about the one person who escaped the fire's thoughts.
yes this is a DSMP pov. deal with it lol! . . . . Y/N's arms dangled as they perched, hunched on a tree branch, watching the mobs meander about below them. Their black tail swished, the purple membrane-like fins at the tip brushing the long grass. All of a sudden the mobs below them scattered, as though spooked by an approaching person. Y/N became aware of a presence behind them, but turning was too much work, so they waited for whoever it was to either attack them or speak. Perhaps it was Ranboo again, here to bug them about the End, since they were the only being in the SMP from the realm. "There's my favorite Ender!" A voice chuckled. A familiar voice. Y/N rose from the oak branch they were crouched on, turning in disbelief. "Wilbur fucking Soot." A fanged grin split across their face, matching that of the one of the man looking up at them. They deftly hopped down from the branch, their dark, tattered, bug like wings fluttering behind them. "Thought I had a bit longer. I would have baked a cake." They quipped playfully. "Well now I'm offended that you didn't." Wilbur laughed back. "What happened to that ghosty guy?" They cocked their head, feeling the clumps of "blue" in their pocket. "He's gone. And I'm back, baby!" Wilbur cheered, but there was a slight edge to it, that wasn't there before. But Y/N liked it. Before his death, before Ghostbur, Wilbur wasn't always supportive of their destructive nature. Then he blew up L'Manburg, so everyone changes. "Let's go have some fun, Y/N, it's been too long." The curly haired man threw an arm around their shoulders. "You never wanted to do this with me before, but..." Y/N hummed, producing a shiny set of flint and steel. Wilbur smirked at her. "You always were my favorite, darling." ~~~~~~ "God, it's like free therapy!" "I know! That's why I kept bugging you about it before!" Thick, dark smoke billowed up into the horizon, melding down into bright, orange flames, eating away at a village. The villagers had all fled, or gotten caught in the blaze. Y/N fluttered excitedly a few inches in the air, their luminescent violet eyes raking the scene, before drifting over to the man beside them. "I'm so glad you're back. I missed my best friend." "It was fucking hell on that platform. You'll never betray me, right? Like all the others?" He didn't look at them, just staring into the hypnotising warmth of the golden fire. "You saved me when I first wound up here. The least I can do is repay that." They placed their charcoal black hand on Wilbur's shoulder. A few seconds later, it was met with a subtle touch. He had placed his hand on top of theirs, intertwining their fingers. "The server's changed so much. You're still the same though. I like that." He mused. Y/N smiled softly. Hoofbeats sounded in the distance. Y/N's pointed ears perked up. "Looks like we made too much noise." They giggled, turning to face the figure that had just broken though the treeline. "Tubbo! Look who's back!" They called, pointing at Wilbur. "Wilbur, what the hell have you done?" The boy yelled. "I've found my best friend again Tubbo!" He sang, throwing his hands out to the sides. "Wilbur, come on. We can talk about this. Y/N is an enemy of state, they're NOT your friend anymore!" At this, Y/N's large eyes narrowed, white pupils dilating into catlike slits. In seconds, they were in front of Tubbo, towering over him, their aura nothing less than deadly. "Wilbur is MINE. My friend. Not yours. You don't get your little former president back. He's gone. You don't get YOUR Wilbur anymore. It's MY Wilbur now." They snarled, sharp claws digging into the boy's shoulders. "What the fu..." He mouthed, reaching for his sword, before Y/N's mouth opened, pinkish white particles exploding from within. Tubbo fell back, coughing. "What the hell WAS that-" "Dragon's breath. What, you've never seen me do it? I thought the wings and tail would have given it away." Y/N cooed,, and in that moment, all Tubbo felt was fear. He grabbed the horses reins, scrambling through the dirt and back through the trees. Y/N stalked back to where her friend was standing, before the dying blaze. "C'mon, let's go find more shit to burn before I kill everyone on the server." They mumbled, grabbing Wilbur's wrist and pulling him away from the charred remains of the village, but they were spun around, their wrists now held by the curly haired man. He smiled amusedly at them. "YOUR Wilbur?"
POV: You read the comments and it feels like you are reading the wattpad
Thanks you just gave me my daily reminder to go read Wattpad
Everyone's POVs are so sad and sappy and I'm overhere like if Revivebur asked me to commit arson, I wouldn't hesitate. Yes Wilbur. I'll burn down the community house with you. Lets even throw in some TNT for some laughs. I bet the community would find that really funny and then we can go back to being on the run because we caused property damage.
(throat clear) what am I? A ROACH?
I'll join you too^^✨️
fr i wouldn't hesitate i love fir or in other word's i love arson
No hesitation I am in
I have been called a pyromaniac jokingly, but I think they were half joking. I wouldn't hesitate at all too.
POV: your reading all these POV's while Listening to this playlist
youre so true xD
POV: you are reading all the pov's to find out what to write about the pov's
Yep!
Guilty
It hits different when you’re only listening to the first song
"Oh hey, Wilbur."
"Hey Y/N. How are you?"
"Terrible. This server needs so much more chaos to be fun."
"Alright. I have something fun.."
"Hm? What do you have that'd be fun and chaotic? It seems like everything you do gets you thrown into prison or exile."
"Not if you don't get caught."
*RevivedBur would take your hand and lead you to someones house*
"What are we gonna do here?"
"This."
*RevivedBur hands you a box of matches*
"ooo! Arson?"
"Yup."
"But I don't know if this will start a big enough fire.."
"Alright. Thats why I always carry around gasoline."
"Wait you do-"
*RevivedBur takes out a jug of gasoline from his coat*
"How did you even *fit* that in there?"
*Revivedbur ignored your question and unscrewed the cap to the gasoline*
"Why don't you do the honors, Y/N?"
"Okay."
*RevivedBur Hands you the jug of gasoline and you start pouring it on the house*
"Alright, lets light a match and throw it on."
*You took a match out of the box and lit it*
"What are you waiting for?"
"I dunno.."
*You throw the match onto the gasoline and watch the house quickly get engulfed in flame*
"Its so pretty, isn't it Y/N?"
"Mhm."
this...MASTERPIECE
funny deal when your name is literally the crime youre committing 😌
Oh, the intense urge to become a deranged villain with a chilling laugh and a trench coat
the urge is strong my children😔
I love how most other dsmp character playlists have normal names then techno and rivibebur is just *A R S O N*
hehe
and that's why they're my faves
@@BinghesHeavenlyPillar same here :)
To be fair, only half of the Techno ones are arson. The other half are murdering orphans.
@@blackswoop1629 lol I’m only listening to Wilbur playlists
-"Come on, light it up and throw it there, y/n. It's not that hard."
You stare at the match stick and the box in your hands, then up at the house. You realize you can't bring yourself to commit arson. What would your friends think if you did it? What if they hate you for ever?
-"Go on!"
Revivebur started to pace around you impatiently.
-"Just light it up and throw it, y/n."
You lower your hand, wich is shaking slightly. Revivebur mumbles in disapproval and grabs your hands, forcing you to light the match stick.
He grabs your wrist and pulls it towards the wooden house.
-"Just throw it!"
You hesitate. Revivebur lets go of your wrist. You look up at the house.
-"if you're not gonna do it, I'll do it myself."
He takes the match stick from your hand and throws it inside the house through the window he had smashed earlier. You step back and and close your eyes.
-"Let's go."
You feel Revivebur put his hand on your shoulder, leading you away from the building. You open your eyes and look back to see the fire light emitting from the broken window. You look forward again, and instead of leaving the heat of the fire behind, it only gets hotter and hotter as you two slowly make your way away from the scene, dodging rocks and lumps of trees. Then, you and Revivebur turn around to look and the house, now covered in flames. A little smirk appears in Revivebur's face. A cold numbness takes over your body at the shock if what you just helped to do. He turns to face you, the smirk replaced by a wide smile, a glint of madness in his eyes.
-"isn't it beautiful?"
Oml that is amazing❤️
@@x_.starryyy._x5796 Who doesn't love to commit arson?
Idk i think most people are okay with it😂❤️
@@x_.starryyy._x5796 There, i edited it :]
@@Catwithaknife69 :) ❤️❤️❤️
“Are you sure about this?” You ask Revivedbur. “Of course. You remember what they did, don’t you? They deserve to see this place burned down.” Revivedbur replies with a glint of madness is his eyes.
You look down at the box of matches in your hand and back at the house. The memories from earlier rush back to you as your worry is quickly replaced by rage.
You grab a match out of the box, light it, and throw it into the wood house.
You watch as the building is slowly consumed by flames, feeling a sense of surprising joy. Wilbur start’s maniacally laughing as a grin quickly grows on your face.
Who knew fire could be this freeing
“Come on, it’s just a little fire, y/n. It’s not that big of a deal, just through it.”
Your hesitation was blatantly obvious. You held a match between your index and middle fingers; an amber flame dancing atop the splint the only light in the dark.
Wilbur stood next to you with an expectant look on his face. He was watching you with such intensity as though he were studying you, examining your every move and perhaps that was exactly what he was doing. Regardless, his gaze burned you more than the match in your hand ever could. It seeped into your bones and ignited something in you that you couldn’t quite describe. Was it fear? Anger? Determination? It didn’t matter. Whatever it was spurred you to do something that would inevitably be a turning point to the worst, or best depending on how you looked at it, part of your life.
You threw it. Your eyes squeezed tight shut in regret as soon as the splinter left your hand and flinched as you began to feel a stronger heat against your cheeks.
“Open your eyes and enjoy the view. It’s beautiful.” You shook your head violently and you heard Wilbur sigh. He placed an almost uncharacteristically gentle hand on your shoulder and another under your chin to turn your head ever so slightly.
“Open your eyes, darling. You don’t have to look at the flames. Look at me.” You took a shaky breath and opened your eyes. You met Wilbur’s gaze within seconds but now he looked deranged. The same insane look he’d worn all throughout Pogtopia. And, as much as you hated to admit it, you’d fallen for that look. That chaos-driven, power-hungry lusting that flooded his eyes and sent an unhinged smile tugging at his lips.
The look was almost impossible to tear your eyes away from but you managed, turning your head to stare straight at the crime you’d committed. And in the end, Wilbur was right. It was beautiful.
update: i haven’t made this into a full story but i have rewritten it so if anyone would actually be interested in reading that then let me know
Omg that was soo good
@@raynei_i9812 frr
yooooo!!!
AYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYYA
Drop the Wattpad please and thank you 🙏
POV:
Revivebur realised how much L'manburg meant to everyone. He was burning houses to cover up the fact that he was hurt as much as everyone else. He claimed it was a tool. A trick. A nothing. But it meant so much more. Why did he have to let it all go? Why did he have to let it all get destroyed because of one thought?
``What have I done..?``
He stared wide eyed at the hot red flames of the wooden house as they sparkled in the dark night sky.
Tommy walks up to him, blank faced.
``You alright Will?-``
He turns around to face him and he sees you walking up behind Tommy.
``Phil made you some dinner.`` You say, trying to keep calm next to the flames.
Revivebur stares at you and Tommy for a moment then smiles.
``Thank you, Y/N and Tommy.``
He throws away the rest of the matches, secretly lighting them.
As you walk away from the fire, it grows larger but you dont seem to notice.
Revivebur smirks as you walk away, heading for the portal leading to Technoblade's and Phil's house..
(Just a headcannon
This was great!
Holy shit, wow
pls make this into a fanfic
AYAYAYAYYA
remember me when this blows up like L'manburg
Dont worry i will❤️❤️❤️🧨🧨
I laughed to hard at this
Why did I laugh at this
@@Blood.mo0n idk but i did too.
@@Blood.mo0n We laugh because
🦀🦀L'manberg is gone crab rave🦀🦀
"Y/N just throw it already,they deserve it for what they did to you!"you pause for a moment before remembering what they did "your right wil" you smile and throw the match through the window wilbur threw a rock at,you and wilbur walk away with a proud smile on your face "ya know wil,i think we should do this more often!" "it was fun" you confess "heh,you really are related to me,huh?" wilbur says right when you sit on a cliff near technos house "Y/N,WILBUR?" techno yells "COMING!" wilbur yells back before throwing a match behind him,catching someone on fire
Claim your "was here before this blew up" ticket here
btw great playlist
Thank youu❤️❤️
Here to claim lol
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"It's good to be back..'' he lit a match with his tooth spitting out the burnt edges from past matches from his mouth.
You glare over, "WilburSoot joined the *game*.."
He throws a match, pulling a jug off gasoline from his coat, "All lights up and I start to smile." then he smiles.
LIKE EXCUSEEEEEEE ME.
,,It's not that hard, grab the match'" Revivebur, handed you a already lit match. You throw it at a little hut infront of you it started slowly burning, making you and Revivebur smile and slowly back up. ,,Three..'' he said. ,,Two..'' you continued. ,,one'' he whispered, both of you ran away, hearing the hut explode from behind both you. Both of you laughed maniacally, falling onto the grass and laying there, smelling the burned wood from afar. (Please, this took like 3 minutes to know what to write)
Here you go:
0:01 - 2:38 --> Why'd you only call me when your high
2:39 - 6:54 --> Burning pile
6:55 - 10:01 --> Wolf in sheep's clothing
10:02 - 15:22 --> The other side of paradise
15:23 - 18:23 --> Hayloft
18:24 - 22:39 --> Fire drill
22:40 - 25:43 --> Bust your Kneecaps
25:44 - 29:05 --> Mad Hatter
29:06 - 32:19 --> Gasoline
32:20 - 35:42 --> Lotta true crime
35:43 - 38:02 --> People I don't like
38:03 - 40:40 --> Ain't no crying
(Hope this helps, and have a good day
wolf*
Thank you
@@thatonegoat_3796 you're welcome :]
It does help! Thank you!
@TH3R4P1ST MCYT Ty :)
"Revivebur, I'm not sure I can do this. It's a bit too much."
"Don't forget what they did to you."
Y/N starts remembering the horrible things they did.
A sudden memory gives Y/N a huge mood change, from anxious to angry.
Y/N lights the match, and throws it right in front of the house.
The fire grows bigger and bigger, spreading to the other houses nearby.
It lights up the night sky as Y/N smirks.
Y/N and Revivebur walk away, prouder than ever, no regrets or cares about consequences.
Giggling, they look behind them.
Revivebur wraps an arm around your shoulder.
"Good job, Y/N. Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Yeah. What assholes."
"A punishment. Greatly deserved."
oooo this is awesome!
@@sugarygem436 ty!
Already writing fanfiction in the comments haha
@@whydoistillexist5033 yes lmao
Now I have NEVER written a DSMP POV but here we go theres a first time for everything (also I'm giving Y/N a set appearance, apologies for those who dont vibe with that)
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Y/N's arms dangled as they perched, hunched on a tree branch, watching the mobs meander about below them. Their black tail swished, the purple membrane-like fins at the tip brushing the long grass. All of a sudden the mobs below them scattered, as though spooked by an approaching person. Y/N became aware of a presence behind them, but turning was too much work, so they waited for whoever it was to either attack them or speak. Perhaps it was Ranboo again, here to bug them about the End, since they were the only being in the SMP from the realm.
"There's my favorite Ender!" A voice chuckled. A familiar voice. Y/N rose from the oak branch they were crouched on, turning in disbelief.
"Wilbur fucking Soot." A fanged grin split across their face, matching that of the one of the man looking up at them. They deftly hopped down from the branch, their dark, tattered, bug like wings fluttering behind them.
"Thought I had a bit longer. I would have baked a cake." They quipped playfully.
"Well now I'm offended that you didn't." Wilbur laughed back.
"What happened to that ghosty guy?" They cocked their head, feeling the clumps of "blue" in their pocket.
"He's gone. And I'm back, baby!" Wilbur cheered, but there was a slight edge to it, that wasn't there before. But Y/N liked it. Before his death, before Ghostbur, Wilbur wasn't always supportive of their destructive nature. Then he blew up L'Manburg, so everyone changes.
"Let's go have some fun, Y/N, it's been too long." The curly haired man threw an arm around their shoulders.
"You never wanted to do this with me before, but..." Y/N hummed, producing a shiny set of flint and steel. Wilbur smirked at her.
"You always were my favorite, darling."
~~~~~~
"God, it's like free therapy!"
"I know! That's why I kept bugging you about it before!"
Thick, dark smoke billowed up into the horizon, melding down into bright, orange flames, eating away at a village. The villagers had all fled, or gotten caught in the blaze.
Y/N fluttered excitedly a few inches in the air, their luminescent violet eyes raking the scene, before drifting over to the man beside them.
"I'm so glad you're back. I missed my best friend."
"It was fucking hell on that platform. You'll never betray me, right? Like all the others?" He didn't look at them, just staring into the hypnotising warmth of the golden fire.
"You saved me when I first wound up here. The least I can do is repay that." They placed their charcoal black hand on Wilbur's shoulder. A few seconds later, it was met with a subtle touch. He had placed his hand on top of theirs, intertwining their fingers.
"The server's changed so much. You're still the same though. I like that." He mused. Y/N smiled softly.
Hoofbeats sounded in the distance. Y/N's pointed ears perked up.
"Looks like we made too much noise." They giggled, turning to face the figure that had just broken though the treeline.
"Tubbo! Look who's back!" They called, pointing at Wilbur.
"Wilbur, what the hell have you done?" The boy yelled.
"I've found my best friend again Tubbo!" He sang, throwing his hands out to the sides.
"Wilbur, come on. We can talk about this. Y/N is an enemy of state, they're NOT your friend anymore!" At this, Y/N's large eyes narrowed, white pupils dilating into catlike slits. In seconds, they were in front of Tubbo, towering over him, their aura nothing less than deadly.
"Wilbur is MINE. My friend. Not yours. You don't get your little former president back. He's gone. You don't get YOUR Wilbur anymore. It's MY Wilbur now." They snarled, sharp claws digging into the boy's shoulders.
"What the fu..." He mouthed, reaching for his sword, before Y/N's mouth opened, pinkish white particles exploding from within. Tubbo fell back, coughing.
"What the hell WAS that-"
"Dragon's breath. What, you've never seen me do it? I thought the wings and tail would have given it away." Y/N cooed,, and in that moment, all Tubbo felt was fear. He grabbed the horses reins, scrambling through the dirt and back through the trees.
Y/N stalked back to where her friend was standing, before the dying blaze.
"C'mon, let's go find more shit to burn before I kill everyone on the server." They mumbled, grabbing Wilbur's wrist and pulling him away from the charred remains of the village, but they were spun around, their wrists now held by the curly haired man. He smiled amusedly at them.
"YOUR Wilbur?"
this.. is .... AMAZING :D
@@frogtime7587 *hits whip*
@@fennex2706 um-
@@frogtime7587 whee
@@fennex2706 can you teach me how to whip and nae nae
POV:
you stare down at the house, now covered in gasoline. "well, what are you waiting for?" Revivebur pressed "lets do it before whoever owns this house returns. you think about the poor, unexpected family. All of their stuff, valuables, and all of their happy memories that were shared there. "i-i don't think i can do this" you whisper, it was too much. Now Revivebur was really inpatient "if your not going to do it I'll do it myself." he grabs your hand, forcefully making it strike on the match box. "wait-!" it was too late, he had already struck lit the match and threw it, right where the trail of gasoline snaked it's was through the ground into the house. All you could do is watch in horror as the house quickly burst into flames. Revivebur quickly take you to a place where you both could watch the burning, while staying hidden from the people below. you both sit in silence, a few moments later you hear the sound of a firetruck and lots of people shouting in distress. As the people argue below, you slowly turn your head to Revivebur. He was sitting with a blank expression on his face, then suddenly, a small smirk appeared, then he looked your direction. "isn't it beautiful?" The small smirk was suddenly replaced with a large insane grin. you sit in silent for a few minutes, which felt like hours for you, falling for the somewhat soothing rhythm of the firetruck. "it is." you say slowly, looking back at the house, now fully engulfed in the flames. "Lets do this again" you say, gaining confidence in your words. "good" He says, then takes your hand and slowly sits up. "lets go".
POV: you're standing in front of a old wooden house at 1am.
"Why am I hesitating?" You think looking at the box of matches. "I finally get to do this with someone that will actually laugh at it with me, and I'm hesitating." You think again. Revivebur looks at you and says, "Are you hesitating? You asked for this." "I know. And honestly I don't know why I'm hesitating, this is the first time." You reply. "Then let's do it together," He says. You hand him a match from the box and you light them together. "1.. 2.. 3.." You say to yourself, and then you throw it through the window you broke before hand. "Look how pretty, all nice and shiny like the morning sun." You say with a wide smile on your face. You look over to see Revivebur smirking, and you start to laugh. He joins in on the laughter. "We should start going back soon, we don't want people seeing us committing arson at 1am now do we?" Revivebur says still having the same smirk he had on his face. "Alright," You say.
✨The end✨
POV
You both just sit there. Not moving a single muscle.
Watching the flames and the people calling and running.
"Thank you." You hear him say.
You turn around to look at him,
seeing he's
Gone ?
You wonder..
Was he even there the whole time?
POV: You are standing right in front of a house that Revivebur has covered with gasoline. You impatiently wait for him to finish tapping your foot on the ground. Once Revivebur is done, he asks you, “Y/N, are you ready? This is your first house, I cant wait to see how you do.” “I know.” A smirk was formed at the corner of your lips as you lit up your match. Watching the match burn in your hands, you felt guilty, but…at the same time…great, powerful and free. You looked back at Revivebur who has a smirk as well. I placed the match on the gasoline which lit up the entire house in a matter of seconds. You stepped back in awe, your eyes glistens and a wide smile appear on your face. Revivebur put his hand on your shoulder in approval. “You did it. It’s beautiful isn’t it?” You pull out your airpods and turn on these songs as you asked, “Lets do more.”
POV:
You are tired. Everyone has left you. All except Wilbur, recently revived. You want revenge on those who left you. You arrive at Wilburs house. You knock aggressively on the door. Wilbur answers. "Huh. Y/N. Why are you here?" "I. Want. To. Burn. This. WHOLE FVCKING PLACE DOWN." Wilbur enthusiastically agrees, taking you to the center of this kingdom you now hate. Wilbur hands you a match. You light it and throgh it on to the gasoline covered floor, smiling maniacally. Wilbur starts laughing. You stand in the midst of a falling kingdom, laughing.
“it’s not that damn hard! jesus y/n” wilbur complained obviously getting mad that you wouldn’t hurry up and lit the match but truth is you’ve always been scared of fire even though you lit a lot of houses back where you used to live you stare straight down at the match box and start to zone out and think about the horrific consequences you could get for this but there was a reason why you asked reviedbur if you could help to get revenge. revenge on dream for manipulating you and you fell for it as wilbur yelled again “HELLO Y/N ARE YOU THERE WE CAME HERE FOR A DAMN REASON” you snapped back to reality grabbing the gasoline and walking to dreams house breaking the door while pouring gasoline on his rug and you lit the match and quickly left and shut the door while locking it from the outside you rushed back over to reviedbur and smiled “don’t know why i couldn’t did that sooner that green bastard deserves it” you groaned as you and reviedbur walked away “ ‘bout time y/n but seriously i can’t believe you grew balls and did it” wilbur said making fun of you. you shoved him and y’all saw how high the flames were as dream started screaming for help you both looked at each other and laughed evilly as you and him went to his house for the night
this is wattpad materiral-
awwww thank you i’m really glad you liked it :))))
Lol what house
A stands for arson
B stands for barson :D
c stands for commit arson
AND
D stands for..
DONT COME NEAR ME IM GOING TO COMMIT ARSON >:D
Imagine "aint no crying" but in tommy pov
you have opened a whole new world of possibilities❤️
POV
youre sitting on the edge of a cliff, watching the house you just burned a smirk on your face. Steps behind you pull you out of the trance and you look back to see Revivebur.
``Hey.`` he says sitting next to you, legs dangling off the edge.
``Ello.`` You respond looking back to the house. `` isnt it pretty?`` you ask, knowing the answer already.
``Ofcourse. Cant believe you did it without me though`` He laughs, shoving you a bit.
You look back at the house once again, and frown a bit.
``Whats wrong?`` Revivebur asks. ``Nothing its just-`` tears threaten your eyes ``I feel like- This is all my fault. Everything in the server lately.`` you respond.
Revivebur puts his arm around your shoulder and pulls you in the rest your head on his shoulder. ``Hey- it might be. But- You just have to not think about it. You only get three lives- unless you get revived- So live each of them like their your last.`` he smiles. you rest in comfortable silence while watching the house burn, and a sunset right beside it.
omg :O
this is owsome.
ILIVEFORTHIS!!!!!!
dayum
Love this
lyric for mad hatter ( 25:44 - 29:05)
*My friends don't walk, they run
Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun
Popping, popping balloons with guns, getting high off helium
We paint white roses red
Each shade from a different person's head
This dream, dream is a killer
Getting drunk with the blue caterpillar
I'm peeling the skin off my face
'Cause I really hate being safe
The normals, they make me afraid
The crazies, they make me feel sane
I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad
The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are
Where is my prescription?
Doctor, doctor please listen
My brain is scattered
You can be Alice, I'll be the mad hatter
I'm peeling the skin off my face
'Cause I really hate being safe
The normals, they make me afraid
The crazies, they make me feel sane
I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,
The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
You think I'm crazy, you think I'm gone
So what if I'm crazy? All the best people are
And I think you're crazy too, I know you're gone
That's probably the reason that we get along
I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad,
The craziest friend that you've ever had
You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone
Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong
Over the bend, entirely bonkers
You like me best when I'm off my rocker
Tell you a secret, I'm not alarmed
So what if I'm crazy? The best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are
All the best people are crazy, all the best people are*
no prob people
WOLF IN SHEEPS CLOTHING BRINGS BACK MY GACHA PHASE
POV Time!
POV: Burn both down...
"Come on Y/n! Just pour the gas!"
You stand in front of Tommy's house with a full gas can in hand
"Wilbur..." You take a step back from the house
You shout, "This is Tommy were talking about!"
"So?"
You grip the gas can
You would say, "What im trying to say is... YOUR TRYING TO BLOW UP A FRIEND!"
"Y/n-" Revivebur would take a step toward you
You'd take a step back and shout "NO! BACK OFF!"
"You know what... if your gonna blow up this house-"
You would unscrew the gas can, throw it toward the house coating it with a layer of gas
You would also take the match box from Revivebur's hand
"Good job Y/n..."
You would shout while lighting a match, "THEN TAKE ME DOWN WITH IT!"
You would run into the soaked gas house and say, "It was ment to be-" and then drop the match
"Y/N NO!"
The house would explode and burst into flames
Revivebur would fall to the ground from a big gust of wind
And then you, spread out on the floor, laying there with blood dripping down from the mouth, head cracked open, and your hoodie karl gave you, on fire, dead...
Edit: If you like this- i can continue! Ill be like: POV Part Two!
POV Part Two ( yes it’s been a year but I really don’t care ):
“Come on Y/n! Get up!”
Revivebur would be shaking your body. Of course he dragged you out of the house, it’s way too hot in there.
“Come on man! Is this a another one of your pranks!? Well if it is it’s not funny!”
You used to play pranks on everyone with Tommy, you mostly played pranks on Wilbur.
“WAKE UP MAN!”
Of course, you wouldn’t respond. You were dead.
“Oh man… what am I going to tell the other members..!?”
Revivebur would be walking back and forth next to your cold, empty body.
------------------
“Where…. Am I..?”
You would say, even though you were in complete darkness. “Wait.. REVIVEBUR!?”
You would shout. You would get up, and walk around a bit in complete darkness. . .
Okay, If you want a part three, please ask. ( I will do it sooner next time lol ) thank you all and have a good rest of your day or night :]
DAMNN THATS DARK
I love it.
I NEED MORE PLEASE 😭
I know it's late, but please make a part 2 pleaseeeeeeeeeeee
I FORGOT THAT THIS EXISTED HOLY FLICKER DOODLE
OKAY OKAY, HERE COMES A PART TWO-
I stare at the match in my hand, is this to much... I mean revenge doesn't always mean death... does it? My mind swirls around hundreds of different thoughts, what will the consequences be, what will happen to the occupants, what... but my thoughts are cut off by a voice behind me.
"Do it, I didn't bring you here for your just to stand there and stare at the match all day."
I look back at him, his face covered in scars, dirt, and he wears a tough grim smirk. The white streak in his hair quite noticeable in the setting sun. I take in a deep breath before throwing the match at the gasoline covered door. We run before anyone catches us.
"I don't think that was right, I mean revenge for something that stupid. It's insane. You should have just done something less harmful... such as-" but he cuts me off.
"Life isn't just funny games and pranks. Gets your head out of the clouds, this is life." He snaps at me, staring me right in the eyes.
I hear the sound of sirens in the distance.
"I think this is the revenge I was looking for" revivebur says, a certain madness to his eyes that sends a shiver down my spine.
"This is all mine..." He says, before walking away, leaving me staring at the buring building.
You and Revivebur are walking through the woods. It's around 1:43am and the moon can barely be seen through the thick trees. You have been walking for around 30 minutes. "Are you sure we are going the right direction?" You ask. Revivebur looks at you with a small smile on his face. "I'm sure, just 5 more minutes." You groan. "You said that 15 minutes ago." He just shakes his head and keeps walking.
~_+ Time skip 1:48am +_~
"Here we are, Y/N!" He exclaims. You look up from the floor and notice a wood cabin sitting in front of the two of you. "Ok, we are here. What was your plan again?" You ask. Revivebur sighs. "I break the window and give you the matches, you slight the match and throw it through the window. make sure to his the couch or near the wall or rug, got it?" You nod and watch as he takes his pistol from the holster on his belt and smash the window with the handle. "That was easier then expected." He says as he twirls the pistol on his finger before putting it back where it was found. "Showoff. Just give me the matches so I can burn this damn place." He throws the matches and you barely catch them before he says. "Watch what you say, or you might just get hurt, Y/N." You roll your eyes and light the match. You then throw the match, it landing right onto the couch. You and Revivebur watch from the shattered window as the pillow lights up in flames. The fire eventually travels onto the rug placed in the middle of the room. "Lets go, before the owner of the house calls the cops or whatever." He grabs your hand and drags you back towards the woods. You guys find an area where you can watch the house as it burns. "Was it worth the walk?" He asks, looking at you from where you sit. "Hell yeah."
Everyone: putting pov's
ME: LITERALLY TRYING TO FIND A TIME LAPS
Madhatter goes so good with this and the part that goes like dream is a killer 😮
It really does!❤️
Well since people are doing POVS I'm going to do it:)
You stared at your hands that held a match -"Well what are you waiting for?" Revivebur said from behind you -"What about isn't Dream going to find out?" you asked turning to face him -"Who cares?" the tall male said -"He manipulated you he also burned your house down." he added, he then sighed -"Look Y/n if you don't do it then I am."he said walking towards you -"No I got this." You said and he smiled and you turned back around to the house that belonged to Dream -"Here we go." you whispered to yourself as you lit the match and threw it at Dreams house. You heard revivebur clap you turned to look at him and saw a smile a real one -"Ok now lets go-" He started but got interrupted -"What the hell!" it was Dream -"What did you do Y/n?!" he yelled as he walked toward us Wilbur grabbed my hand and ran -"THIS IS KARMA DREAM!" you yelled as you and Wilbur ran away. The two of you stopped at the top of a hill the overlooked Dreams house the colors of the fire made a bright light -"Good job Y/n." Revivebur said putting a hand on your shoulder you looked up at him and saw a big grin on his face -"Thanks dad." after you said that the tall male took his hand off of your shoulder and you looked at him -"Did you just call me dad?" he said speechless and you nodded slowly he paused and looked back at the house fire -"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to!" you said and he looked back at you he turned his body to you and you looked at him -"It's fine, you can call me dad if you want." he said and you smiled and hugged him, Revivbur was shocked at first but hugged back you felt happy you never had a father while you where growing up so you took this as an opportunity. You soon broke the hug and looked at the fire as the wind blew a soft breeze.
Dream has a house that's surprising
Since everyones sharing povs, heres mine!
- "Y/n!! Just throw it in there. We already took the money." Revivebur said, loudly as it faded.
You feel horrible, Its an innocent family.. You look at the lit match in your hand, and back at Revivebur.
- "I can't do this..." you say, shaking intensely.
As Tommy walks out of the house, Yawning he notices you. Revivebur was already gone.
- "Y/N!!" Tommy says bolting towards you.
He takes the match and blows it out.
- "y/n,, what are you do-" he stops.. Noticing Revivebur in the distance sunrise.
- "You..." "You're being controlled, Y/n!!" Tommy adds.
You, in tears, plant your face in Tommys shoulder, He picks you up and takes you inside.
- "Mama!!" Tommy screams.
- "Yes dear?" Mamainnit responds, Tiredly.
- "Revivebur..."
- "hurry, Escape out the back door" Mamainnit says.
Revivebur was standing right outside of the backdoor, With a match. As you hug Tommy tighter, He puts you on his back and runs. You call your boyfriend, Ranboo,
- "Ranboo..." "Reviveburs back"
- I'll meet you in tommys field, 5 minutes." Ranboo says.
if this gets 1000 likes ill continue?
I'm probably gonna make this a wattpad story, as im intrigued !
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!AYAYA
nobody move, 69 likes
@@brainlessbychoice yes please do i beg of you
if i ever have kids and they ask me "papa, what kind of music did you listen to back then?"
i'm gonna say that i was watching houses burn down with Revivebur.
BAHAHA YOUR KIDS ARE GOING TO BE SO CONCERNED 😭😭
@@x_.starryyy._x5796FR THO.
TZEY GONNA BE LIKE: who is that? And why were you doing that..?
My reaction: it’s the name of the playlist honey. And revivebur was a very nice person
(I’m here after IT happened, what’s happening to the world seriously..)
y/n ill let you burn this next house
um sure
-y/n takes the packet of matches, lights one on fire, and throws it at the roof of a house.
why didnt it light up?
cause you threw it at the roof, it never lights up from the roof.
oh sorry ill try again.
-y/n takes the matches, wondering why they decided to do this. y/n threw it anyway and shed a tear.
WOOHOOOOOO now lets get out of here-
-revivebur starts running into the forest, y/n follows looking back at the house and noticing the whole town on fire.
*y/ns head: why does he love causing trouble, it does nothing good!
-there were a few minutes of silent running
WIL IS IT WORTH IT?
-they stopped running.
what do you mean?
i mean is it worth to hurt people, like its fun to you but is it ever worth it?
-revivebur put his hand on y/n's shoulder
no, but its good to get revenge. now never ask me that again unless you want your home to end up as lmanburg.
*did he actually just bring up lmanburg? the country we both helped build? whats wrong with him.
oh okay.
-they kept running until they found a spot in the forest to sleep.
night wil
night y/n.
The fact I just spent the past 30 or so minutes reading all the POVs…😬😬
Yo! This is so underrated! This is the Wilbur playlist I've been searching for and I found it!
Awww thank you!❤️❤️
It really is very awesome
I love the concepts of these things. People put so much effort into finding the perfect songs. They're honestly so cool 🙏
Parent: My child is completely fine and ok!
The child: *Rewatches a million times*
(TOTALLY NOT ME OR-)
For those who likes he idea of arson and stuff :D (please don't tho-)
"You know what to do, right, y/n?"
"I guess haha"
"Then here, take them." Revivebur gently throws you a pack of matches and smashes a window
You catch the matches and look up at the house, questioning what you're about to do
"C'mon, light a match" revivebur persists
You look down at the pack of matches and slowly take one out
You realize that you're trembling slightly, but you try to cover it up and move faster
"Hurry uuuuup y/n. It's not that hard. Light and throw." Revivebur says impatiently
With a rush of adrenaline, you quickly and clumsily light the match.
You carefully throw the lit match through the window that Wilbur had broken not too shortly before.
You take a few careful and slow steps backward and turn slightly to face revivebur who was standing a bit behind you and you see a mischievous grin covering his face, ear to ear
When you look back at the house, it's engulfed in flames
You stare up at it in amazement that you're the one who did it
You turn back to revivebur with a pleased and proud smile and see that he has been staring at you
(This is the first one of these I have ever done- carry it on if you want by replying :)! )
"Good job," he says, nodding in appreciation. The smile on your face twists into a maniacal grin, taking up more of your face than Wilbur had previously thought possible. The light from the fire reflects in your eyes, flickering and twisting, seemingly making scenes of their own accord.
"Wilbur?"
"Yes?" He prompts eagerly.
"Let's find something else to burn down."
He lights up, almost like you'd flipped a switch. His eyes gleam with malice and lust to feed the flames. Wilbur grabs your hand, dragging you down the road. The two of you run towards the next target like there's no tomorrow. After this stunt, who knows if there will be? At least for the two of you, you have to live like you don't get a tomorrow.
(I'm so late, sorry for the notif if it's unwelcome or annoying now)
@@Caroline-dl2mv omg no, I always love to read a good short story!! I completely forgot about this comment lol
Revivebur and Y/n stand beside the house, watching with glee as it goes up in flames. Revivebur turns his head to look at you and grins.
"It's so beautiful, isn't it?" He whispers.
As the flames dance through the inky blackness of the night, you run through all the thoughts in your head, trying desperately to find a time where you'd felt this way before. But alas, the serotonin coursing through your body has never been so high before. You feel as if you've been given the world and then thrown it into soft embers, which quickly rose again at the sight of new meat.
The house is burning.
The world is burning.
Your heart is burning.
With passion.
Timestamps! :)
0:00 Why'd you only call me when you're high
2:40 Burning pile
6:55 Wolf in sheep's clothing
10:01 The other side of paradise
15:22 Hayloft
18:24 Fire drill
22:40 Bust your kneecaps
25:45 Mad hatter
29:04 Gasoline
32:19 Lotta true crime
you are cool :)
thanks :D
Hello sister (my pfp on whatsapp Viber Is beluga)
I havent written before so i hope this is okay.
You've been feeling stressed lately,your friends have either betrayed you,died,or left you behind,so you had no one to talk to...all but wilbur. Wilbur had recently been revived and you were happy sure but you also missed ghostbur.(time skip)
You walked to wilburs house and knocked on the door. "Hello?" Hi will can i come in? " Yea sure" you told him everything,then he said "follow me" why? "Just follow" fine fine you dont need to be rude about it.(time skip) "we're here" we stopped at a small abandoned house,he offered a match box in one hand and a lighter in the other. I chose the lighter,he poured gasoline in side and around the house,"light the lighter and throw it in." I lit the lighter,the flame was so pretty,the way the flame danced made me smile slightly..i threw it in the house and the house exploded into flames...it was so beautiful. "Do you feel better now?" He asked with a smile. I do.
This is my first time writing something like this so if anything needs to be fixed pls let me know :)
This is awesome!❤️❤️
@@x_.starryyy._x5796 thank you SO much it means alot to me have a good day or night!!
@@randomperson-qn7ep Yourewelcomee! You have a good day/night too!❤️❤️
@@randomperson-qn7ep one thing, with some of the talking, if someone is replying that use “hi”
Example: “hey y/n” he said in an unusual happiness. “Oh hi --, what’s got you happy?” You asked. He only replied with “oh nothing much can you follow me for a sec?” You ponder on the question for a while but then agree.
Something like that at least
@Brooke K thanks for the advice i'll use it next time have a good day :)
I probably am just a huge potterhead, BUT WHY DOES THIS REMINDS ME OF TOM RIDDLE PLAYLISTS
Most people that I see rn: Hesitant to burn them down
Me: *casually commits arson*
i knew almost all of these songs by heart, so it feels good to know i might be the villain of my story lol
nice, totally dont know all the words aswell haha...
Bright orange filled your eyes, an intense color compared to your ocean blue eyes that seemed to darken as you stared. Warmth surrounded you and the other presence, though you didn't drop the ignitor. You were bare foot on the soft, damp ground; water or gasoline covered the grass, however, you didn't know which one you stood on.
A slight breeze shifted in the wind and blew your tangled, black hair. The man beside you stood tall and watched you carefully. You could feel him examine your every movement, whether it was blinking or tilting on your feet.
The stick between your fingers grew hotter and hotter, waiting for you to drop it and let it release itself and reap upon the earth. You glanced up at the navy-blue sky above you, stars littered the dark and confined the moon to its designated spot. The house creaked behind of you, and you turned to look back at it.
A soft, warm breath rustled your hair, "let it drop, y/n."
You close your eyes and inhale deeply, taking in the smells of the forest and the living.
"It'll help, I promise. Drop it." he whispered, now looking at your closed eyes, "Trust me."
You opened them slowly---he was right, it would feel better if you let it ignite and burn.
And so you did, with little thought or regret. It slipped from your mellow fingers and hit the blades of grass, catching fire in an instant and following the gas trail to your old house.
A beautiful glow emitted and transformed the once dark clearing. The flames ate away at the life, and crawled up the wooden walls, crackling and singing as it feasted. Despite your action, you smiled and focused on Wilbur who was smirking.
"Are you going to leave your past with any last words?" he laughed, draping an arm over your shoulder, causing you to laugh as well.
You nodded, taking a slight breath and smiling wider, "It was never meant to be."
And with every fire, every past broken and destroyed, everything left behind and forgotten, those six words rang through the devasted air.
I think yall know what this is.
fast forward a month...(irl)
I'm carrying this on a bit further! (read ahead)
"hey, will!"
"oh, hey Y/N," Wilbur said as you walked up to him.
"I was thinking....." you started."would.. you wanna join me?" you say as you pull out a box of matches.
"ooooooo~ Arson?, of course, Y/N!" Wilbur answered, excitement rising in his voice.
"ight, I have some gasoline back at mine."
"ok we'll go to yours then we'll go to dreams house." he planned.
"oooooo~ yess~ I've always wanted to set him aflame!" you say as you both start walking back to where you came from.
"perfect."
Once you got back to yours, you saw your house, aflame, and a sign with the words:
'heyo Y/N, I noticed your house needed some spring cleaning, so... I blew it up(mostly).
hope you like what I've done with the place.
-Dream.
your expression shifted from an excited one to pure, aggressive anger.
"WHAT.THE. LIVING.FUCK."Wilbur exclaims, it is now very obvious that you were sharing that same anger.
"We are definitely blowing up his house, then ponks."
"it's a good job I have enough gasoline for two," Wilbur says.
"wait what?" you say as you watch this dude pull out a reasonably sized jug of the shit.
"don't question me, mortal."Wilbur jokes.
"Mmmmm... you can't say that when we're the same species, dude." you jokingly reply, knowing there aren't many responses to that.
About an hour and a half later, you and Wilbur are standing, in front of dreams little cottage, which by the way has no clue that it is about to be blown to the smallest bits and pieces.
You pull out the box of matches, and light one, with the full intent of blowing the place up. as you watched the flame dance, a smirk forms at the corner of your lips. soon enough, it was a full, unregretful smile. And, then, you threw it. quickly enough the little wood cottage was just an orange-red-white blur as you tear up.
"Hey, are you alright dude?"(side note 'dude' is a unisex term here, sorry if it offends you ill change it asap)
"yea(sniff), it's just...so...beautiful," you say, tears drying and a hint of madness and anger fuming in your eyes.
"let's go do some more then!"Wilbur said.
"of course, boss man," you say, before breaking into loud, maniacal laughter, that could shake a building with ease.
an hour later, you've been watching a particular house burn for a while now. not for any reason in particular, but you got tired so you sat on a hill a good way from the fire(safety first ya know?) when you noticed something. the extra heat from the body of the man next to you seemed to have vanished, so you look over to check and, as you expected, he wasn't there. you look a bit further around you, checking if you could spot him when you see him leaning into the car he stole. when he retreats from the driver's seat, you see two things in his hands: a lighter(the metal ones you flick open) and a cigar. he lights the cigar and puts the lighter back into the burn-hole-covered coat he always wears, before looking over at you, and meeting your eyes.
"Ummm hi?" you say, an embarrassed blush covering your face.
"hi? why were you stareing? do u want a cig?" Wilbur offers, pulling out the lighter.
"oh! umm ya sure... please..." you played off the staring when in reality you knew it was because you never knew he even smoked. as he pulled another out of thin air, you realized what you've just yourself into because, in fact, you have never smoked anything in your life, and the pressure felt... good? and, don't get me wrong, you knew it was bad, the orphanage caretakers had told you so many times that you should NEVER smoke, but, you wanted to. in the twenty-fucking-one years you had spent on this dump of a planet, you had never done it and it was on your bucket list(and I quote 'get addicted to weed or smoking or something Idk lol').
"errrr hello? earth to y/n are you still alive or do I leave you faster than your dad did?" the older man says, in the tone, you knew means 'I will if I have to'.
"oh, sorry, I'm a bit out of it today for some reason," you say, taking the cigar and lighter from his hand, lighting it, and taking your first breath of nicotine. To be honest, it felt good. like lifting a weight off your shoulders you never knew was there.
you take it out of your mouth," wanna do some more?" you ask.
"obviously, dumbass..." Wilbur responds, followed by a giggle, that you follow.
yaaaaayyyy i finished! it is 11:44 here in Britain which i should follow with ima go to bed now, but it is pride month in25 mins, so ima celabrate that instead.hope you liked that, cuz I had fun writing it. if u don't like something, point it out and maybe suggest something to go there instead(if you can think of something at that).
-gen(dernotfound)
Beautiful🤩
@@x_.starryyy._x5796 aww thankyou
Your so welcome
You understood the assignment
Прекрасный плейлист под мое настенное
Спасибо
This thing is so goddman underrated, I'm gonna have to call the police on you sir/ma'am, your being too underrated, my god-
Omg thank you!❤️❤️❤️
@@x_.starryyy._x5796 Yeah, this is like my confort playlist now, i listen to it everyday :)
@@Catwithaknife69 awww im glad you like it ☺︎︎❤️
OMG THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR 1.1K VEIWS AHHH I CANT RN-❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
its bq oop
@@gold6213 hello bq
YOO this is a poggers playlist!!!
Thank you!!
Not me knowing all these songs and thinking I was on one of my Spotify playlists
Very funny that YT recommended this to me at a very bad time
didnt know i would be reading one shot wilburxlistener in the comments
TW//Cursing, Tommy is on Revivebur’s side, ?bad grammar and spelling?
You stumble drunkenly out of the casino, feeling regret that you had to resort to going to...
You shudder.
Quackity’s famous Las Nevadas, just to get fucking drunk. And not to mention that you and Fundy had gotten into a physical fight.
Suddenly you remember that you were supposed to go see Wilbur and Tommy at the L’manburg ruins.
“Shit, they’re gonna kill me!” You say, realizing it’s almost eleven thirty. You begin run, the wind blowing through your hair but you learn quickly that you are far too drunk to run in a straight line. You fall to the ground, hitting your face off the grassy land. You get your and dust yourself off and see there is blood dripping onto your hoodie.
“Dammit this was my good hoodie!” You shout into the night air, then hear a small chuckle, signaling you that you weren’t the only one there.
“God, You are so so clumsy, Y/N!” Says a tall brunette emerging from the shadows.
“Heyyyy Wilbur...”
“You smell like liquor and despair...” Says Wilbur walking up to you.
“Were you with Quackity again?”
You immediately tense up.
“No worries. Since you’re already drunk, why don’t you and me go do something fun?” Offers Wilbur, extending a hand.
“Where’s Tommy?” You ask, finding that the loud blonde is nowhere near.
Wilbur rolls his eyes and explains that he didn’t want to waste his time waiting for you.
You take his hand, which rough and calloused from lighting so many matches and messing around with gunpowder.
“Well what are we gonna do?” You ask, catching the mischievous glint in Wilbur’s eye.
He pulls you closer and lights a match and his shoe. You squint with the sudden brightness.
How do you feel about arson?”
You smile in return.
“I think that sounds nice.”
You got me with arctic monkeys being the first song
if Burning Pile wasnt in this, would it even make sence?
this has like all my fav songs why hasnt this blown up yet
Im glad it has songs you like! And thank you❤️❤️
Pov
You Are at a PARTY drunk and you Are boerd you see a MAN leaving and you say wait.He Waits for you and you say thank you and you realise its Wilbur Soot.Wilbur Asks why Are you here and you reply with i was boerd.Will asks you to come with him and you reply sure.You follow him and He gives you Maches.You ASK him what Is this for?He says just hold IT i will show you and you and him continue walking.You ASK him where Are we going and he dosent ansewer.You and him comed to a neighborhood that you never sam in the CITY Wilbur sayd to give him the marches and you gave him the matches.He also told you to close your eyes.You close your eyes and waited when wilby says OPEN them.Wilbur sayd OPEN them and you saw a house burning.You sayd that the fire looks Like a water mark on your shirt that Skeppy gave you when you were kids.He replys yes now Close your eyes again but dont OPEN them.You close your eyes and You heard screaming.Wilbur opened your eyes and you saw The whole neighborhood on fire.You sayd that its beautiful and Wilbur Agrees.Wilbur gives you some Wine and matches he used.Cheers (your name) and you reply with cheers wilby and drinked the Wine and got back home..Wait Wilbur you say and he says what.Can we do this thing again ,you ask.He replies with:Yes ofcourse princess now Is time to go sleep~
You come back home and you saw someone in your Room its ofcourse Wilbur since you forgot that he needed a plaće to Stay.So you and him got to bed since you Had two beds u sleeped on the bigger one and Wilbur the smaller one. In the morning…..(continue the story By yourself,Comment what woud you. Do in the morning and computer the story.This was my first pov hope you Like IT).
I love the name of the playlist.... also please remember me when this blows up -
Your friendly neighbourhood Martian :)
:)i will remember you!❤️❤️
@@x_.starryyy._x5796 Awwww thanks I'll remember you too
MAD HATTER WORKS SM "This dream..This dream is a killer.."
I want to make an animation for the entire playlist but it would take so long and im so sad because i know ill never finish it :(
AWESOME compilation btw!
I believe you can do it! If you actually are doing it- but I think you should, its a really cool concept. Also tysm!
This is a true masterpiece. I really love the list and the songs really fits Revivebur
Thank you!❤
i'm just lisening to this whiles watching a house burn down my street :) (i'm normal . RIGHTT?)
Yes yes, very normal :)
Very, very normal
Wolf in sheep's clothing, такие флешбеки
timestamps
Aww thank you❤❤
THXX FOR THE TIME STAMP BESTIE
thank you
@@x_.starryyy._x5796 is it possible to pin this comment? It's very helpful 👍 like the time stamps
@@x_.starryyy._x5796 not trying to be rude! But u spelled kneecaps wrong at 22:41
I'm enjoying reading the pov's in the comment section it's so good btw good job keep up the good work
So underrated, I love this!! You deserve more xx
Thank youuu!!❤️❤️
This is like if my villain arc was a playlist-
Suprised this isn’t popular yet
Well thank you! As long as I know a few people notice it and like it im fine with it not being too popular, and plus it could be a playlist only cool people see😉❤️
I really love reading these really awesome and cool POVs and story while listening to the songs so if you have Wattpad pls drop good stories suggestions or your acc if your a writer yourself
The other side of paridise gave me SO MANY FLASHBACKS
Same and the ain't no crying have many flashbacks too
reading these POVs is like reading a wattpad story
im a kinnie not a simp lol
This music is somehow relaxing to listen to while drawing pictures for some reason
Actually kinda upset revived isn’t in here but ITS SO GOOD
Yea I wish it was there too but the song wasn't out yet so I couldn't add it. But tytyy❤❤
Man I love everyone’s written Ideas for this playlist omg /gen
wolf in sheep's clothing hits different you cant lie
You really can't
Omg this came up on my fyp and I've e been reminded of my old dsmp phase. Very covid nostalgic playlist though, i like it :)
The amount of time's I've listened to this is unhealthy. Nice work!
Tysm!
these POV comments r better then wattpad
_pov: you are reviveburs arsonist apprentice_
I've lost track of how many times I've listened to this playlist. It's my favourite revivebur one.
There is literally so many good head cannons and povs in this comment section- smh im in bliss
Comments turned into wattpad-
I love this so much-! Something I wish me & Reviebur could do-
Hehe same tho-
Tysm!❤
NO CUZ THIS IS TO GOOD ITS GOING TO MY FAVORITES-
WOOO IVE DONE SOMETHING GOOD
God, I have fuckin trauma from the other side of paradise from when I was in the Sally Face Fandom 💀
idk who revivebur is but this playlist is good
Aww thank you❤️❤️
@@x_.starryyy._x5796 who is revivebur if this playlist is this good i want to watch the show
@@queenpoppyyyyy Its a character from the Dream smp, i would say its pretty interesting and i recommend watching it! 😊
its a character from a minecraft roleplay lol
@@bixle2741 I mean you're not wrong-
Wolf in sheep's clothing kind of reminds me of y/n being guilty and these are their thoughts, or the song can be about the one person who escaped the fire's thoughts.
oh how much I needed this today-
Oh my I can't stop listening why can't I marry on this playlist it's so cool omfg 😔💗
lol tysm!! ❤❤
finally, fire drill is in
This is what I'm here for.
Best playlist ever!
yes this is a DSMP pov. deal with it lol!
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Y/N's arms dangled as they perched, hunched on a tree branch, watching the mobs meander about below them. Their black tail swished, the purple membrane-like fins at the tip brushing the long grass. All of a sudden the mobs below them scattered, as though spooked by an approaching person. Y/N became aware of a presence behind them, but turning was too much work, so they waited for whoever it was to either attack them or speak. Perhaps it was Ranboo again, here to bug them about the End, since they were the only being in the SMP from the realm.
"There's my favorite Ender!" A voice chuckled. A familiar voice. Y/N rose from the oak branch they were crouched on, turning in disbelief.
"Wilbur fucking Soot." A fanged grin split across their face, matching that of the one of the man looking up at them. They deftly hopped down from the branch, their dark, tattered, bug like wings fluttering behind them.
"Thought I had a bit longer. I would have baked a cake." They quipped playfully.
"Well now I'm offended that you didn't." Wilbur laughed back.
"What happened to that ghosty guy?" They cocked their head, feeling the clumps of "blue" in their pocket.
"He's gone. And I'm back, baby!" Wilbur cheered, but there was a slight edge to it, that wasn't there before. But Y/N liked it. Before his death, before Ghostbur, Wilbur wasn't always supportive of their destructive nature. Then he blew up L'Manburg, so everyone changes.
"Let's go have some fun, Y/N, it's been too long." The curly haired man threw an arm around their shoulders.
"You never wanted to do this with me before, but..." Y/N hummed, producing a shiny set of flint and steel. Wilbur smirked at her.
"You always were my favorite, darling."
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"God, it's like free therapy!"
"I know! That's why I kept bugging you about it before!"
Thick, dark smoke billowed up into the horizon, melding down into bright, orange flames, eating away at a village. The villagers had all fled, or gotten caught in the blaze.
Y/N fluttered excitedly a few inches in the air, their luminescent violet eyes raking the scene, before drifting over to the man beside them.
"I'm so glad you're back. I missed my best friend."
"It was fucking hell on that platform. You'll never betray me, right? Like all the others?" He didn't look at them, just staring into the hypnotising warmth of the golden fire.
"You saved me when I first wound up here. The least I can do is repay that." They placed their charcoal black hand on Wilbur's shoulder. A few seconds later, it was met with a subtle touch. He had placed his hand on top of theirs, intertwining their fingers.
"The server's changed so much. You're still the same though. I like that." He mused. Y/N smiled softly.
Hoofbeats sounded in the distance. Y/N's pointed ears perked up.
"Looks like we made too much noise." They giggled, turning to face the figure that had just broken though the treeline.
"Tubbo! Look who's back!" They called, pointing at Wilbur.
"Wilbur, what the hell have you done?" The boy yelled.
"I've found my best friend again Tubbo!" He sang, throwing his hands out to the sides.
"Wilbur, come on. We can talk about this. Y/N is an enemy of state, they're NOT your friend anymore!" At this, Y/N's large eyes narrowed, white pupils dilating into catlike slits. In seconds, they were in front of Tubbo, towering over him, their aura nothing less than deadly.
"Wilbur is MINE. My friend. Not yours. You don't get your little former president back. He's gone. You don't get YOUR Wilbur anymore. It's MY Wilbur now." They snarled, sharp claws digging into the boy's shoulders.
"What the fu..." He mouthed, reaching for his sword, before Y/N's mouth opened, pinkish white particles exploding from within. Tubbo fell back, coughing.
"What the hell WAS that-"
"Dragon's breath. What, you've never seen me do it? I thought the wings and tail would have given it away." Y/N cooed,, and in that moment, all Tubbo felt was fear. He grabbed the horses reins, scrambling through the dirt and back through the trees.
Y/N stalked back to where her friend was standing, before the dying blaze.
"C'mon, let's go find more shit to burn before I kill everyone on the server." They mumbled, grabbing Wilbur's wrist and pulling him away from the charred remains of the village, but they were spun around, their wrists now held by the curly haired man. He smiled amusedly at them.
"YOUR Wilbur?"