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IT'S CANON. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANYTHING ELSE.

Philza in crocks

Once I said that qPhil wears crocks.... AND I STILL THINK HE IS

Like silly guy and his crocks. Everytime he needs to fight he puts them in sport mod

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This is my official request that we please pick a better ship name than Pissa. My suggestion is death husbands

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Where Sapphires Glow

QSMP Fanart #22

Decided to half finish one of the Lab AU doodles. Miss them ;-; [still on art break, but I just wanted to colour something real quick]

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Where Sapphires Glow

QSMP Fanart #22

Decided to half finish one of the Lab AU doodles. Miss them ;-; [still on art break, but I just wanted to colour something real quick]

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-Papa, I want to... Go to art classes. - Tallulah sitting on the soft carpet, while Phil braiding her hair. He was fighting wild brown curls, but his daughter happiness is more important than his sanity.

-Oh? Which one?

Tallulah squeezes a plush orca in her hands, mumbling something inaudible. But after taking a deep breath, she starts.

-I want to draw... To be like you. - though little girl speaks silently, she is very confident with her words. It makes Phil smile, he is so proud of his daughter.

He is proud, but he is also nervous when couple days after they are standing next to door with colourful stickers on it.

Classroom has few tables, but mostly small easels. You can see the park through the windows. And there is the teacher standing next to the desk. Phil saw him couple times, but never spoke to him. They worked in the same building, even were teaching art but in different age groups. Phil teaches high-schoolers mostly, but this guy teaches kids.

-Hola, you've must be new student, right? - man noticed them standing in the doorway. Tallulah squeezes Phil's hald slightly more.

-Yes, I'm Phil, that's Tallulah. Nice to meet you. - "Missa" reads the tag on others shirt.

They're going through the documents and other stuff pretty quickly. And Phil notices how soft Missa with Tallulah, he doesn't rush anything slowly asking her and patiently waiting for her answers.

-Okay, I'll be on my way now, my class are starting soon. If you need me, I'm literally down the hallway. - Phil hugs Tallulah before leaving and now playing little staring contest with Missa. - Here is my number if you need anything.

Maybe Phil lied, maybe it was because he wanted Missa to have it. Phil were smiling the whole way to his class, to which he was slightly late (and it wasn't because his daughter's teacher looks kinda cute).

When Phil left, all what Missa was left were little paper with phone number, big smile and slightly red cheeks.

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PISSA NATION GET YOUR GUNS READY.

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So, do you know hc that eggs write on little boards? And do you know that Chay collecting other eggs signs.

Imagine, Chayanne's backpack full of different boards. He get them when other eggs just put it down and went away for a while. And Chay was like "Ooop, that's mine now"

His brain slowly turning into bird mode. Like father like son.

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Still going insane over the new Missa stream holy moly

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Pissa community I have another offering

So I think everyone remembers that first day with the eggs right? Like pre-Tallulah, everyone in iron and wood houses, no warp stones I don’t think, yeah those days

So when q!ElMariana and q!Slimecicle came to visit (and a small threat made to Chayanne while he had a lil sleep), Mariana called Phil Mi Amour

The four (Slime, Missa, Mariana and Phil) were in a square like with Missa and Phil on opposite sides, and Phil immediately jumps to Missa’s side when he says he is already taken for

Anyways, just that thought that Phil is has clingy and pathetic as Missa he just grew stronger so it’s brushed off and its as noticeable

Clip:

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So, I have an idea for AU

And I decided to write full fic. I'll probably update small things, here some pieces so no one get lost (including me) :D

Beginning

Part 0.5

I'll keep updating it.

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My little AU that I really like

"What is that?" black nails points at TV, black wings just hanging behind his back.

"Art is dead? Does it have some meaning?"

Missa confused mostly.... Okay, he is freaking out. There is someone, something in his house and he still didn't have his coffee.

"It's TV and it's technology... How did you not know this?" He looks at long blonde hair with couple small braids, two pairs of black feathered wings and very strange black clothing... His single day off was ruined.

"So, why are you summoned me? You mortals always want something from me" This guy looks bored, he keeps pointing at everything and smiling. And now he's looking at Missa, slowly turning his head like a bird.

"I didn't summone you! I don't or didn't believe in Gods! What's a shame, I was looking forward for my day off"

"So you really didn't do anything? Than you have strange luck, because in order to summon me, someone made a sacrifice"

Chaos picks up a red apple from fruit bowl, slowly looking at it. Honestly, he is beautiful. Missa wasn't interested, but he knows how to appreciate beauty.

"Sacrifice? Like blood sacrifice?" Chaos just nods his head. "You've made that up. I don't believe you. I don't believe that you're a god."

And something clicks in stranger's head. He pushes Missa against the fridge, squeezing his wrist. Calm blue eyes turn into almost black, like a void.

"You can careless say that you didn't do anything. You can say that you don't believe in Gods. You can say that you believe science and technology. But you're never question me. As long as I stay here, I don't want to hear something like that again."

"Or?"

"Or you'll be laying on this floor and no medicine will help you, mortal"

Missa had a normal life. Until fucking God decided to fall in his back yard and now he's stuck with him... That's totally wasn't his dream morning.

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Aftermath of "Stars are beautiful today, aren’t they?"

Missa was broken. And it's not about itching wounds, that were slowly bleeding and weren't healing like before. It's definitely not about cold wind, that was playing with leafs on the trees. His soul was broken, dead. Right next to his lover, his dead lover.

Other islanders around him, were just white noise...

"... Missa— Are you okay?" Why they're asking him? He was fine, but Phil.... Missa was still holding onto cold body, hoping it will do something.

But it didn't.

Reaper vaguely remembers how he got home. There was Cucurucho, something about keeping body safe and funeral. And it's morning now.

He can hear happy flute melody and giggling.Tears are slowly returning to his eyes, but he needs to be strong, he promised.

When he steps into kids' bedroom, Chayanne smiling with all his teeth and Tallulah waves her little hand.

Words coming out his mouth are faster than him and in one moment kids weren't so happy. Tallulah starts crying, once again someone she loved left her. Chayanne trying to be strong, key word trying. Because seconds later, he tightly crying squeezes his father... Missa hugs his kids, they share one pain.

Days, weeks, month passes. Slowly Llulah and Chay were back, but there is still some pain left. Missa wasn't back, he still couldn't accept what happend. At the beginning a lot of people were visiting him, but now fery few were here.

"Hey, man. How are you?" Cellbit was one of them. One night he confessed to Missa, that he saw Phil like a father figure after purgatory.

"Good." Missa has bags under the eyes, everytime he tries to sleep, he sees dirty blonde hair, foggy blue eyes, tired smile and very pale face.

"Do you need help? We're all here for you, and Chayanne, and Tallulah."

"I'm fine... I mean, kinda. Just, still hard to believe... I'm trying my best to be good dad, but—" He takes a deep breath "every time I look at them, they remind me of him so much, especially Chayanne...You know, I was going to proposed. I hoped that we could have same as you and Roier... But this island ruined it all. "

Cellbit open his arms and Missa accepts it. It was hug full of grieving, but that what's makes them stronger. What's keeping them here, they want to know. They want revenge.

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Death family in crocks. Tallulah has cute magenta one, Missa - purple and black, Chayanne - orange, Phil-green

Once I said that qPhil wears crocks.... AND I STILL THINK HE IS

Like silly guy and his crocks. Everytime he needs to fight he puts them in sport mod

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Once I said that qPhil wears crocks.... AND I STILL THINK HE IS

Like silly guy and his crocks. Everytime he needs to fight he puts them in sport mod

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Sooooo, remember the HC for Phil about him slowly turning into a crow monster in the birdhouse...

Purgatory is a perfect opportunity for it. Scary Phil, who only cares for his flock

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Ceaseless watcher, turn your gaze upon these wretched things

Guess who's back in Tumblr

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Jaiden said this and I was immediately going to draw this. I literally had no choice in the matter. ((Sorry for the messiness it's just a quick sketch))