Dream Smp x Male Reader

Wilbur x Male Reader

Reader is a designer
Doesn't follow any canonical plot

Y/N POV
(Outfit for Tommy mentioned is on the info page)

I was just finishing Phil's new hat when he said that someone new might be coming round to ask for a design

"So my son was recently revived"
"Yea?"
" and he wanted a new look so I recommended you"
"Who is it?"
" Wilbur"
"Oh, the one who made l'manburg?"
" Yeah, that's him"
"Hmm, that's alright... I'm free tomorrow anyway, I've only got Tommy booked for tomorrow if he's free"
" can I get Wil in tomorrow then? "
"Yea, of course Phil, just tell techno he's due for a new outfit soon to please"
"Of course mate"

I put Phil's hat on his head, he adjusted it slightly and put money on the table before waving toward me and disappearing, see I was a fashion designer for practically the entire smp, discarding a few people of course. My main clients were Quackity, Techno, Phil, Eret and sometimes Ranboo. I fought In the war with the people in Pogtopia, Wilbur probably wouldn't remember me but he seemed powerful, I just hope he doesn't remember... Never mind, I knew an outfit he might like but it depends If his styles changed since then

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"BIG Q!"
"Hey man, how you been?"
" Tired, schedules booked for the next few days"
"Oh? Who you got in?"
" Tommy, Wilbur, You, Technos gonna be here sometime during the week, Sam might be coming round, Ranboo... I'm also interested in designing for Fundy and Foolish, could you ask them for me? "
"Your making outfits for a vast majority of the smp, and still want more?"
" I don't want more, I just want to be inspired for this piece I'm working on"
"And why does designing for us help?"
" because I always notice subtle changes, things people don't like, things they do, things I could add, things I could remove, storage... There's so much to look at, anyway what are we looking for today big man? "

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"Y/N!!"
" TOMMY!! "

Tommy ran up to me and jumped on me, pulling me into a hug

"Wanna see what I've been working on?"
"Yes!"

I walked over to an area blocked off by a curtain and pulled it back revealing a new look for an upcoming event

"What's it for?"

He jumped off me and started poking at the fabric

"I hope your hands were clean."
" ... "
"I'm kidding Tommy, I can wash it just don't touch anything else"
"Can do big man"
"So what do you want"
" can I get a bag for small storage areas, like this one"

He pointed at different styles I worked with, this one being a more war themed, but Tommy would probably need that for all the wars he started or gets roped into

"What are you going to keep in it?"
" Discs, potions, daggers. Small things like that. Could I also get a sword one that goes like on the back"
"So you want a place just for daggers and weapons so it's easier to reach or so you can keep it hidden and people can't take them?"
" holder for the daggers, easier to reach"
"Okay, tell me whenever you want to change something from my design"

I started working with fabric on a mannequin as a test, it had i t Tomny's average clothes on it, I walked him through how to put it on, how it works with the fabrics, stuff like that. I made minor changes when he asked but overall he seemed very happy with the design

"So how much?"
" Um, a few pieces of gold? "
"Those are pretty common, wouldn't you want something more?"
" nah I need it for designing, I'm fully stocked in fabric and already have enough money, gold will do, especially from you, you hardly ever have anything "
"Well that's true, what about ten ingots?"
" still the same aren't you Tommy, cheeky but acceptable, next time I won't be so soft, say Tommy do you know Wilbur? "
"Well yea, who doesn't"
"I mean now, In person and shit"
"yeah why?"
" because I'm booked in Tommy"
"WIL"
"hello Tommy"
"Hey Wilbur"
" hello Y/N, you always provided us with good armour, I hope you can do the same with clothes"
"Debatable, I'm even better with clothes"
"YEAH WIL, LOOK WHAT HE MADE ME"

He spun around clumsily in the modified outfit

"I told you Tommy, don't mess around in my shop, you'll break something"
" Sorry"
"Its fine, anyway you should get going now Tommy"
"Bye Y/N!! Bye Wil"
"Bye Tommy"
"Goodbye"

I walked over to the curtain and put it back into place, moving thing or two before going back to Wilbur, he seemed intrigued by my work

"So I hear you design for a lot of people"
" yea, Tommy's a good customer"
"Well, what can you do, who do you design for?"
" big Q, Philza, Technoblade, Ranboo, Sam, Eret, used to design for Dream, there's more but they're not as common"
"So a lot of war icons?"
" Yea, they swear by my work "
"Well you must be good then"
"Thanks, so I understand you want a new look, I've thought of a few ideas"
"Well let's see then"

I pulled out scratch pad and flicked through some pages before getting to Wilbur's

"Um, the first few are kinda shit, I know you won't like it but I still thought it would be worth seeing it"

I flicked to the first page and saw Wilbur's face instantly become more disturbed

"I see what you mean, not my style"

The outfit was his casual yellow jumper as an undershirt, his old orange jacket over it with black jeans and white shoes without a beanie. The next one was simular but with his black jacket, then another one with his white shirt and orange jacket. After the first few pages I turned toward his and saw he clearly didn't have faith in me

"Don't look at me like that, I knew you wouldn't like them, I went through the worst ones first, you might like these ones more but I'm saving the best for last"
"Why do you show me ones you know I won't like?"
" seeing what people like and don't like is useful if clients return, it helps because I make alterations, I changed Phil's hat just yesterday, he liked it better because of a simple fabric change"
"Ah, I see, so you show the things you think they'd Like the most last so they see all the options before deciding"
" yea, these next ones are simular, all to do with your old skin with the yellow, like I said, not my favourite "

I flicked a page more or two to the next designs, yellow jumper, blue jeans, white shoes and a red beanie, the next one the same but with a black beanie, black shoes and black jeans. The next one after that being the same but with a red beanie instead of black

"These focus more on ghostbur if anything, these would be too casual to you, am I correct?"
" How? "
"How what?"
"How can you tell all these things?"
" I focus on personality, gestures, past looks, what they've done in the past, what they do now, if they are in war a lot. I'm extremely observant, hence why I get called a big ally in all the wars, I'm observant and taught from the best"
"who's 'the best'?"
" Techno & Phil"
"Oh, yea I suppose that's accurate"

I pointed toward the pages as I flicked through the last ones, white shirt, his normal overcoat, a black beanie, black shoes(more fitted for formal wear) and fingerless gloves. I turned and asked for his opinion

"I'd say it's still too casual, and activities aren't that great in those shoes"
"You mean being a criminal, and I 100% agree, the next is better though"

I turned the page to the next design, my personal favourite. It had his yellow sweater as a sweatshirt / turtleneck crossover, overcoat, casual black pants, boots and fingerless gloves, the gloves were made from a softer fabric from the others and feel nicer to the touch

"Hmm, yea I like this, could I recommended a thing or two though?"
" go for it"
"Maybe there should be pockets, for more space, I really like the gloves as well, the fabric is a nice touch but could you re-tailor it for my bandages and injuries?"
" all of those are doable, it's late and I don't want you waiting around, I'll get this done and you come back to pick it up tomorrow, sound alright? "
"Yeah, how much do I owe you love?"
" if you have emeralds, they'd be useful, you can pay me tomorrow if needs be"
"Uh, yea tomorrow, how many?"
" like fiveteen-twenty"
"Alright, well see you tomorrow, and don't think I forget what you told me the night I died"

I stood speechless as he laughed and walked away, my face burning as I got to work, cursing every now and again. Why you ask? Oh because the night before he died I told him I loved him. Man I dread the return of tomorrow...

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