#Did Chayanne even talk to Phil after all that happened

[chayannecraft]

Can we talk about the moment today where when Chayanne was upset about Tallulah telling Phil about what happened, when Phil asked “Do you guys not trust me?” Chayanne DIDN’T EVEN SAY ANYTHING HE JUST LEFT (Unless I missed something in that stream, but that’s what I saw happen)

[isa-ghost]

isa my beloved not to be demanding on main but can you pls give me some hcs for phil but like specifically aimed around the time he first adopted each of his kids? 🥺

i’m very 👀 to see if you have any thoughts on his attitudes or behaviours with them being different then as opposed to how he is now

you can also throw in stuff for missa too if u want as he is also their dad and I imagine some hcs might overlap ghgh

(this is oopsie btw i forget if i told u about me refreshing my main blog lmao)

Oh bet? I'm gonna do Phil's first impressions for each of them. :)

qPhil headcanons masterlist

Chayanne

"Oh god this kid is gonna die why is he obsessed with the edge of the WALL"

It was all over for him when Chayanne took that bath in the 2x2 puddle on top of the wall.

It was double over when the phantoms came down and he, Missa AND Chayanne all freaked the fuck out and ran into that teeny tiny house.

The SECOND Chayanne was like "I wanna kick ass and be a protector and fighter actually" Phil was like THIS IS MY SON AND I WILL KILL FOR HIM NOT JUST BECAUSE I'M OBLIGATED TO FOR THIS EVENT.

Honestly he couldn't believe he got so lucky when he and Missa picked Chayanne in the adoption center. How did he manage to pick an egg so compatible with him, interested in the things Phil has spent eons investing time and effort in.

Lullah

He was extremely nervous. He was nervous with Chayanne too but this was a different kind of nervous. Lullah was this soft, sweet, kind of timid little girl and he'd spent all his time so far being all rough and tumble and doing warrior shit with Chayanne. Now he had this lil girl who was Much different than them to take care of. He had no idea how it was gonna go and he was terrified smth would happen on his watch (he wasn't wrong).

He felt even worse bc there was this clear "this isn't my family, and I've barely gotten to know my family before being dumped on someone else" vibe he could do very little about. Mans was totally scrambling to figure out a way to make Tallulah feel more like she belonged with them. He wanted her comfortable at least.

And then her affinity for flowers came about and he latched onto it. It reminded him of something (Rose). :) He could work with flowers, and turtles.

Knowing him, he felt very attached to her right away, but felt like she took longer to properly attach to him. He assumed she just saw him as Abuelito, an obligation to be around because family or whatever. Mr. Overthinker definitely overthought about how Lullah felt.

But he committed to working his ass off to do whatever he could to make her feel like some sense of her normal was being maintained even in her father's absence. And swore to be as ready to kill for her as he was Chayanne, and not just out of obligation as a babysitter.

Missa

He was SO EXCITED. I don't think he'd talked much to Missa prior to being assigned with him. He thought it'd be a cool opportunity to get to know him more.

Tbh much like with Chayanne, that first OH FUCK family sprint to safety meant it was all over. Something about that moment it just clicked. Like yeah, he could spend the next unforeseen amount of time with this guy and their goofy risk-obsessed egg.

And then he discovered Missa is musical and instantly fell. Not romantically. But boy he fell.

After Day 1 he was super looking forward to spending every day with him and learning more about him (and hearing more guitar and singing).

Something about them communication-wise just instantly clicked as well. They just locked in immediately. Despite the distance they're stuck facing now, that hasn't changed either.

[ghost-likes-drawing]

Just Wish I knew what caused it

(Fitpac exs to lovers)

Ch. 1 (to be named maybe)

Next Chapter

Translations done with assistance from: @caracolast (Portuguese) @keezers and @iridescentpull (Spanish)

Fit was driving along the interstate in silence…. okay mostly silence.

The Radio had given out about an hour beforehand and Ramon was sitting in the passengers seat fixing it; which wasn't all that quiet.

Fit was almost thankful for the lack of music, even if it did mean he couldn't stop thinking, because at least that meant he could wear his prosthetic arm and keep control of the wheel. With this distraction Ramon wasn't itching to take it apart again.

Fit’s mind was wandering, thinking about the circumstances he'd ended up in.

A single father traveling halfway across the country in the middle of summer to live on a ranch with strangers; one of which he had possibly fought in a war with.

The only reason he was even entertaining the idea was because Phil had suggested it.

And the only reason he was going is that he ran out of ways to avoid it.

He had no job, no extended family, and his savings were dwindling fast.

Phil had called Cellbit last week asking if he still needed more hands and if he had space for them.

A few days later, Fit and Ramon had as much of their life as they could fit in the back of their truck, that was almost twice Ramon's age, and were off to California. Everything else of value they managed to get in storage and Fit had a Trust to keep that paid for a while.

And as he thought about how he'd even get their stuff, he realized he didn't ask nearly enough questions. He knew he name of the guy who agreed to hire him; Cellbit. He knows he has kids near Ramon's age and that he is married but to who? Phil mentioned another hand who lived there but through the frenzy Fit didn't at all hear who it was and based on how Phil was talking about it, maybe he was supposed to know one or both of them? And if he didn't were they trustworthy? Were any of them? Fit had already been thinking of that anyway. He didn't care much if something happened to him but if something happened to Ramon, his beautiful baby boy, a gift from heaven, Fit could never-

There's a sudden loud static noise before some cheesy pop song that Fit doesn't know starts playing. The volume is turned down, “Finally! Fuck… look Fit I got it.” Ramon proudly lifted up the radio for Fit to see out of the corner of his eye before Ramon put the Radio back in its spot in the dash.

Fit smiled letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding “Hey good job kid… you're going to make a lot of money one day, just don't forget about me when you're a rich and famous mechanic.” He ruffled Ramon’s hair and Ramon laughed.

“I could never. I learned everything from fixing your shit” Ramon scoffed, smiling before flipping down the visor and opening the mirror.

Ramon gently traced his fingers over his upper lip examining it excitedly. Ramon had wanted a mustache since he was 5 and he finally had some dark lip hair develop after his 15th birthday.

Fit was excited for him. Even if it would come with the discussions of how the hell do you even maintain and clean facial hair. Fit had personal experience and it could be a hassle.

“How much farther do we have?” Fit asked after a bit getting worried they somehow missed the exit.

Ramon checked his phone which was navigating them; “5 miles to the exit, then another 10 till we're actually there. It'll be about 20 minutes”

Fit nodded appreciatively. “Alright then.” he mentally calculated which lanes he should get in and when based off the traffic level in each. “You excited? There's bound to be plenty of stuff that could use your touch.”

Ramon nodded but even only half looking Fit could tell something was off. “…Tallulah and Chayanne wouldn't lie to you about the kids you know”

“I know… it's just a lot of change… and… I still feel like it's my fault.” Ramon shrugged

“Ramon…” Fit cooed in his usual tone when he's trying to be assuring

“I know… I know. You're the one who wore the wrong arm and then lost the data but just-” Ramon faltered

“Ramon, this could have happened without you being around. And honestly my arm was a bad place to store the data I don't know why he insisted upon it.” Fit put his hand on Ramon's shoulder “This isn't a ‘you’ problem. I have it handled now, and if this doesn't work out I'll get us a cheap camping spot and I'll find something eventually.”

Ramon nodded “alright” he hummed and looked out the window “Thanks, dad”

Fit smiled feeling that maybe this time Ramon would internalize it.

Soon they were off the interstate and driving straight until they got to the Ranch. Waiting to meet them was a man Fit hoped was Cellbit, with a child who Fit thought couldn't be older than 6 and an older child that seemed to be around Ramon's age.

The older one was sitting on the fence, swinging his legs. He wore a yellow and green Jersey for a team Fit didn't recognize but seemed to have a Brazilian flag on it. His eyes were covered by his curly hair that he seemed perfectly content on leaving despite acting like a lookout. He was wearing shorts and one of his socks seemed to go up higher than the other. Fit thought this looked odd…

The younger kid, who was using the paved road just inside the fenced area of the ranch to skateboard, was wearing a red and white striped shirt that was definitely to big for him as you could only just see his shorts even though they went to his knees. His knees were covered by his pads, the kid was also wearing a helmet that covered most of his hair but it seemed to have a curl of its own.. He did note this kid probably had the largest pair of glasses he ever saw on someone under 18. The kid almost looked like Where’s Waldo.

The adult, who appeared to be taking a break from his own skateboard, wore a white tank top and brown pants with a green long sleeve tied around his hips. The back of his brown hair, that was graying in the front, was pulled back and he seemed to be enjoying the sun. He turned as he heard Fit’s truck pull up and stop before the gate. He smiled and climbed over and hopped down.

The older kid went to hop down as well but the man clearly recognizing it before it could happen stopped him “Richarlyson! Tua perna não aguenta isso! Não pula dessa altura.”

The kid, Richarlyson, frowned climbing down instead and walked over to stand next to the man. Fit put the car in park and got out. “Hello, my name is Fit. I got hired to work here, I'm looking for Cellbit?”

The man smiled and offered his hands “I'm him, It's nice to meet you, Fit” he looked him over, his eyes eventually landing on his prosthesis “Nice arm, who do you get them from?”

Fit looked at his arm “oh. Uh my son actually made this one, I had kept a bunch of my old arms in a box and he managed to put this together for my birthday one year.”

“Que massa! My Pai made my leg!” Richarlyson proudly proclaimed pulling up his shorts to show where flesh met the sleeve of a prosthetic. That “sock” was not a sock at all but metal painted fully black and honestly it looked very well made.

“Oh wow” Fit looked to Cellbit impressed but Cellbit shook his head.

“Ah! Não sou eu. that's someone else. I mean I am his Pai but not the one who made the leg.” Cellbit chuckled putting an arm on Richarlyson’s back.

Now that Fit was closer, the scars that littered Cellbit’s arm’s and face became more obvious. That was a war veteran if he ever saw one.

“So kid,… uh how old are you?” Fit asked, that was a question you were supposed to ask kids you don't know right?

“14” Richarlyson answers. “You?”

Fit pauses, that's not usually how these conversations go, but before he can answer

"¡Apa Cellbi! ¿Puedo ir y decir hola?" The younger child called

Cellbit waved him over.

The kid took his helmet off and crawled through the fence before running up and hugging Cellbit “Hello!”

“This is my youngest, Pepito” Cellbit introduced

“Aww, hello Pepito, my Name is Fit.”

Pepito pointed to the truck “Who’s he?”

Every one looked to see and Ramon waved through the window realizing he was being stared at.

“That's my son Ramon. He's a bit shy” Fit explained

“Oh okay…” Pepito nodded “I like his hair.”

“I’ll tell him you said so” Fit assured.

“Let me go open the gate and you can drive up to the house” Cellbit said “we’ll catch up”

Fit nodded “I mean, I can drive you. The only stuff in the back passenger area is a couple of suitcases and a cooler that can be put in the back since we're here now.”

Cellbit nodded “Alright, thanks, thank you.”

Cellbit had the kids move to the side and then hopped the gate before getting it open. Fit got back in his truck and after explaining to Ramon, he slowly drove through, the kids walked in and Cellbit closed the gate before Fit got out of truck to move the bags.

Ramon got out too. “Hey Fit” Ramon said grabbing his bag and keeping his voice low.

“Yes, my child?”

Ramon held back a huff “I can sit in the back with the kids” he offered

“You sure?” Fit asked, in Fit’s mind the truck was more Ramon’s then it was his own. Sure Fit bought it well before Ramon was something he even dreamed of having in his life but it only still ran because Ramon had got really into machines at age five. Ramon was his go-to mechanic since he turned eight. When Ramon was ten, Fit adapted his Will to specifically say the truck was not to be sold till Ramon decided. If felt wrong to sit Ramon in the back.

“I'm sure. It's a short drive. Makes you look better if your son has manners anyway.” Ramon nudged Fit with his shoulder

Fit nodded and patted Ramon’s shoulder before everyone filed into the truck.

Since Pepito was so young and Also small for his age, he sat upfront in Cellbit’s lap while Ramon and Richarlyson sat in the back. They were at the house in less than 2 minutes.

“So you're going to just pull up here. There's been a change of plan unfortunately.” Cellbit stated.

Fit stopped the truck and looked to Cellbit, worried.

“The guest house we'd usually have you stay in had a pipe burst and it flooded 2 days ago. It's still getting maintenance.” Cellbit explained “so for the time being you'll be in the guest room in the main house. It does lock” he said assuredly seeing Fit tense up.

Fit nodded. That was fine wasn't too bad, they'd manage. “Thanks for the heads up” he turned the truck off and got out.

As soon as Pepito was allowed to get out he ran into the house to go put the skateboarding things away. Cellbit chuckled and got out as well.

Ramon and Richarlyson waited a second but they didn't have much to stay in the car for, so they followed their dads.

“Mr. Cellbit?” Ramon piped up.

“Hm, yes?” Cellbit looked at him “what is it?”

“If you need help with the pipes situation I might be able to lend a hand” Ramon offered “I'm pretty handy”

Cellbit smiled “that's good to know but I think we got things under control"

“Yea my Pai is handiling it!” Richarlyson smiled “he's pretty good with that stuff.”

“It's true. I'm lucky to have him around” Cellbit shrugged “but hey, maybe he’ll want the help. We can always ask”

The door to the house opened “Cellbit, 'cê não me contou que o funcionário novo 'tava aqui” the door closed.

Fit thought the voice sounded familiar but… no that couldn't be. He looked up to see his new co-worker.

“Foi mal, Pac,” Cellbit states although whatever else he says was drowned out in Fit’s brain as he locks eyes with Pac for the first time in over a decade.

This couldn’t be happening… right? This was all a weird fucked up dream.

“Pai!” Richarlyson runs up to meet Pac pulling him into a hug that disrupts Pac��s eyes from looking into Fit’s as Pac hugs Richarlyson back “Olha pro braço do cara novo! Ele disse que o filho dele que fez, igual você fez minha perna!"”

And the nightmare gets worse as the realization dawns on him that not only has he disturbed his Ex’s peace half way across the country, but that Pac’s husband is his employer. “That’s just great”, Fit thinks.

Fit adjusts his shirt some and finally averts his gaze. Yep, he only feels the shirt in his right hand, he’s wide awake.

“Do you two know each other?” he hears Cellbit ask as the world goes back into focus.

“Oh uh, yea we did.. once..” Fit responds, not daring to lie

“Don't worry about it” Pac adds “it was a while ago.” But Pac’s face hides nothing in this moment. He's not happy. “I'm going back to fixing the guest house” And Pac kisses the top of Richarlyson’s head before walking off.

Without his permission, Fit’s eyes follow Pac .

If Cellbit knows what's happening he saves Fit the embarrassment of making it clear. “Come on. You're probably tired from all the driving. Let’s go get you two settled”

He pats Fit’s back hard enough to bring his attention back to the present and helps them get their bags before he leads him and Ramon inside. Pepito is coloring at the table and Ramon smiles and waves as they pass.

Cellbit leads them upstairs and to a room that's the most separated from the rest on that floor. “Com licença, I need to get the door unlocked”

He counts five bedroom doors and one labeled bathroom plus the one him and Ramon will be sharing for the time being and Fit starts trying to work out who they belong to. Just to keep his bearings. Only two of the doors actually seem to lock so one is probably Cellbit and Pac's while the other probably belongs to the other ranchhand he hasn’t met yet. One of the doors has a little pillow on the outside meant for teeth when parents don't want to risk waking their kids up by going under the pillow. That's probably Pepito’s. One of the blank door’s is probably Richarlyson’s but then who's the other belong to?

Cellbit finally managed to unlock the door, “Entendi!” He hands the key to Fit. Cellbit holds the door for Ramon and Fit as they shuffle in and put their bags to the side. It was a nice room, Decently decorated, there was a photo of an older gentleman labeled “Alfredo” on the bedside table that caused Cellbit to sigh "ai meu Deus...” he rolled his eyes and grabbed it “sorry I thought I cleared all the photos out, my husband must have snuck back in here and left this as a joke.”

Fit nodded not getting the joke himself “No worries. Thank you so much again for this. You have no clue what this means to me”

“Of course, of course, veterans have to look out for eachother.” Cellbit shrugged “and honestly you're saving my ass, we really need the help”

Fit nods and Cellbit leaves them to unpack

“That guy, Richarlyson’s other Pai.. you knew him, more then you let on.” Fit looked to Ramon “didn't you?”

Fit paused but before he could answer he was getting a call and used that as an excuse to avoid the question “one sec Ramon, Hello?”

“Hey Fit, haven't heard from you since you left just making sure you're safe.” It was Phil, he could have checked he just forgot.

“Oh yea… things are good… We got here safe, everyone's been nice…” Fit nodded

“Seeing Pac bothered you more then you thought it would huh?” Phil hummed sympathetically

“You knew?!” Fit demanded

“ I told you! How did you miss that!?” Phil demanded back

Fit paused and the more he thought about it the more of that conversation felt like a blur “You-!… you… probably did…” Fit sighed “yea it shocked me…”

Fit could hear Phil frown “I'm sorry Mate.., would you have not gone if you realized?”

Fit thought about it “no I would have… just would have been nice to be more prepared, it's my own fault I didn't pay attention” he chuckled. Ramon sat down on the bed testing its comfort.

Phil hummed “yea kinda is.” He said in his usual smug tone that at least caused Fit to laugh “but seriously, you going to be alright? It's a big change”

“Yea we’ll be alright don't you worry” Fit assured

“Alright, just remember if you need to talk-”

“I know I know” Fit interrupted “alright old man get back to your kids and let me get back to mine”

Phil scoffed to hide his laugh “yea whatever. Talk soon”

“Talk soon” and Fit hung up

Ramon looked up at him “didn't you” he repeated less a question and more of a reminder.

Fit frowned “well if you have to know, Drama Queen, yes I did. But it doesn't matter. Please drop it.”

Ramon seemed unsatisfied with the answer but shrugged “fine, that picture of the old guy was a really weird joke though right?”

Fit smiled “totally weird. Also ‘Alfredo’?”

Ramon chuckled and nodded “double weird”

Fit chuckled back.

Things just seemed to get complicated whereever Fit goes. But maybe this time… maybe this time things will just be okay.

Next>

Please point out any weird looking errors if you see them so I can fix them. I did get this beta's like twice and I found 3 different problems while making this post.

[considermygenderminecrafted]

hmmmm. Debating makin this post but sure. Fuck it.

context: Sunny felt really hurt over how Phil introduced her to Talullah and some folks are interpreting is as Phil were cruel or that he's tryna be like more fucked up after purgetory

Disclaimer: Sunny is a kid and has every fuckin right to feel how she feels, and interpret things how she does, and it would be great if they talked and figured shit out. Disclaimer over.

Post: Ngl fellas, introducin someone with some banter about a topic you don't see em as insecure about is just kinda summit you Fuckin Do in north england. YUP EVEN WITH THE LITTLENS. My Mam and Dad did it with me nd my sister as a kid, my parents close friends would to it with us, my friends rents do it with them, my mates do with to me, I do it with them. It's like, kinda a thing that just happens,,, It's part of the culture. especially if the person you're introducing them too is nervous, cause its an ice breaker. Like "hey the person you're scared of is a person like you, look they can handle a bit of banter, its all fine we're friends here" type vibes!

Usually, you preface or end it with a compliment to show you're genuine feelings, and usually you don't do it with someone when it's your first meeting with em, but you'll take the piss out of someone you like to show that you like them yknow? Especially if you've like done other shit to establish yous appreciate that thing you're making fun of em about (like qPhil givin Sunny another pretty crown cause she likes gifts and pretty things and feeling like a princess).

You'd also go for something that you don't acutally feel negateiely about, obviously. Phil doesn't give a shit that she and tubbo steal, thats just a like thing that happens sometimes that you can roll your eyes at but whatever kids gonna nick shit /affectionate. It's not a fuckin insult coming from a place to shame or correct, it's intended to be banter, yknow?

Like, its a show that you like the person and know summit about the person and also believe they can handle a bit of banter at their expense. ESPECIALLY if you've seen em take the piss out of you, someone else, or themselves, cause then it's like "oh word you like to play with this dynamic, okay"

And like, does it suck when you misjudge? Absolutely. Does it suck when someone chooses the wrong topic and gets at summit you're genuinely insecure about? Yes. I've had convos with mine being like 'hey can you not use this topic when you're doin banter' and thats like, really fair to do. There are also like more casual ways to tell em to knock it off like, turning it back on them, or lampshadin it etc which are like, accepted way to tell someone to back down a bit, because it's just like. A thing you do here!

Like qPhil takes the piss out of everyone he loves, chayanne and talullah get it all the time, tubbo (the godparents of his kids) gets it SO much, so does fit, so does Etoiles, like its truly is like, just a fuckin, part of friendships.

TO REITERATE. SUNNY HAS EVERY FUCKIN RIGHT TO FEEL THE WAY SHE DOES! SHE IS A KID, SHE'S NOT FROM THE SAME CULTURAL BACKGROUN, SHE DOESN'T KNOW PHIL THAT WELL NOR PHIL AND TUBBOS RELATIONSHIP!!

Did qPhil put his foot in it? Yes. Do they need to have a natter and settle things? Yes.

But it would be fuckin Lovely if we didnae start up "Phil is actually being a bad person and purpose and cc!Phil is making the choice for his character to be bad" when it's just like, a cultural difference from him being northern again

[insanitybl00m]

Tales From Underneath The Wisteria Tree Chapter 12 - Nightmares and Flowers

Phil took a deep breath. “So Missa…”

“What is it querido?” The sweetness of his voice. The sweetness Phil didn’t deserve. He was a terrible person for lying to Missa. A lie by omission. 

He paused, and faltered before letting out a deep sigh and finally coming clean. Finally removing the weight off his chest. “I’m a fae. I didn’t mean to—“

Missa took a step back. His face was one of pure disgust. “Get the hell away from me.”

“Missa I—“

“Don’t say my name, I never should have told you it.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t—l

“I Said. Get Out.” Missa yelled.

Phil ripped off the emerald necklace and left it on the table. He left, tears falling down his face. Hiccuping sobs were uncontrollably taking over. 

He was alone again. All the hope he had was squashed. You’d think after hundreds of years Phil would be used to the aching pain of loneliness but the black void was eating at his heart.

But there he was. 

Crying.

Alone.

Desperate.

So why was the breeze still warm? Why didn’t it blow cold? Why didn’t it sting his tear stained cheeks? That’s what he deserved. He was a terrible person. He was a liar. He deserved all of the pain he was feeling because he hurt Missa. 

Then the breeze rubbed away his tears and quietly whispered:

“What’s wrong querido?”

Phil blinked his eyes open. Missa? Missa was mad at him. Missa wanted him to leave and never come back. Missa told him to get out. 

“You had a nightmare Philza, you woke me up because you were crying. What happened?” Missa continued to wipe away the tears that refused to stop falling. 

“I thought it was real—“ he buried his face in Missa’s chest.

“The nightmare?” Phil nodded.

“Oh querido I’m sorry.” Missa rubbed his hands up and down Phil’s back. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“I’ve been hiding something from you and I told you and you freaked out. You told me to leave and never come back.”

“Do you want to tell me? I promise nothing could make me leave.”

“Don’t make a promise you can’t keep.” Phil murmured. 

“Oh querido,” Missa whispered before he kissed the top of Phil’s head. “I’m not trying to make false promises. I genuinely cannot think of a single thing to make me hate you.”

Phil was still sobbing into his chest.

“You don’t have to tell me but I just want to be here, is that ok?”

“Don’t leave.”

“I won’t.”

“I can’t tell you…”

“That’s okay, you’ll tell me when you’re ready. Right now I’ll just hold you, is that good?” Missa felt Phil move against his chest, pulling himself even closer to Missa. “Do you want me to just talk? I always find someone just talking to me to be soothing. It helps me ground myself in reality, you know, to confirm that the nightmare wasn’t real.”

“That would be nice.”

“Well, most of my stories are about my son so I hope you don’t mind stories of him as a kid.”

“How did you know he was a changeling?”

“Well that’s a funny story, are you sure you want me to share it right now? We’re both tired, you might fall asleep.”

“I won’t.”

“Ok amor, I’ll remind you of that tomorrow.” Missa laughed as Phil made a little ‘hmph’ noise.

He thought up how to best explain the moment he first met Chayanne. As he continued to run his hands up and down Phil’s back he started to smooth out the little feathers that trailed from his wings onto his shoulder blades.

“Well my son was about three when I found him. He was in a little bush and he had blueberry juice all over his face. It looked a little like blood so I rushed over to see if he was hurt.”

“Like juice was just spread across his face?”

“To be fair I was far away and it was red. But when I noticed it was just juice I cleaned up his face. He looked at me with these baby eyes and clung to my leg when I tried to stand up. I wasn’t planning on leaving him, I just tried to see if I could get him help. So instead I picked him up and I noticed he had a tail.”

“Tallulah has a cow tail like a huldra, she just wraps it around her waist when she’s around humans.”

“My son doesn’t have wings like her, is that normal?”

“Normal enough, most changelings have wings but roughly ten percent of them don’t.”

“Oh thank the stars, I didn’t even think that it could be a problem before right now. Anyway, my son had these bright purple eyes, like mine. And I just kind of knew he was mine, or at least meant for me. He was my gift from the stars.”

“We’re going to get him back.”

“I know. I’m not going to just stand around and wait though, today we’re going to the pixie fields.”

“In a bit though, you need more rest. I’m sorry I woke you up with my silly nightmare.”

“It’s not silly. Are you feeling better now?”

“Yeah.”

“Then let’s go back to sleep amor, we can probably get a few more hours of sleep before Tallulah wakes up.”

“Good point.” Missa felt Phil pull himself out of his arms. 

“Where are you going mi querido?”

“I hate sleeping on my back, my wings feel trapped. I need to adjust.”

“Oh. You’ve slept on your back the past few nights, I didn’t know.”

“It’s fine, just something else I never told you…” Phil murmured.

“Ok but I need hugs from you to help me sleep, how else am I supposed to help you if you’ve had a nightmare?” 

“Uh—“

“I know!” Missa got up and shifted the pillows before laying back down. “Rest your head here,” he gestured to his shoulder. 

“And lay on you?”

“Mhm! Cuddles and you’re comfy.” 

Missa kept him safe, Missa instantly took care of him when he expressed discomfort. So why the hell was he still so scared of Missa’s reaction to him being a fae. 

Still, Missa’s suggestion to help him sleep better worked. He was laying on Missa and as soon as he managed to stretch out his wings he fell asleep.

Missa didn’t sleep. He told Phil to sleep and he had every intention to do the same but he couldn’t help but stare at Phil. 

His golden hair was just faintly visible in the darkness. The rise and fall of his chest pressed gently against Missa’s. His warm breath floated across Missa’s collarbone.

He was calm, he was at peace. Phil’s wings were spread out across the bed, soft pillows of feathers. He ran his hands through them.

“Mhm… comfy…”

“Is that good mi amor?”

“Love.” Was that an answer? Was Phil translating the nickname? Was Phil saying he loved him? 

“Keep sleeping, I didn’t mean to wake you.” 

Missa felt a small kiss placed on his shoulder before Phil drifted back off. He smiled down at his angel. His feathers were soft and he clung to the sweet sounds Phil made despite him still being asleep.

He clung to his husband who was humming again. “What time is it?” He murmured.

“Awake time.”

“Are you sure? I thought it was cuddle time.”

Phil could practically hear Missa’s smile. 

“You’re extra clingy when you wake up, huh, last night you even called me love.”

“I what?”

“You woke up briefly after I started brushing out your wings, you said love and fell back asleep.”

Phil reached up and kissed Missa. When Missa started laughing, Phil started trailing kisses down his neck. 

Missa ran his hands through the feathers of Phil’s wings and he moved off of Missa’s chest. 

“You’re warm, why’d you leave?” Missa asked as he tried to chase after Phil. 

“I wanted to look at you pretty boy.”

They heard shuffling from the other side of the room. “Apa is Papa awake?” A bleary voice asked.

“I am.” Phil scooped Tallulah up from her bed and placed her next to Missa before he sat next to Missa on his other side.

“Hola mi niña, how did you sleep?”

“Bueno!” 

“We’re going to a flower field today, are you excited?”

“Flowers? Really Apa?” Phil let the two of them talk about their plans as he took a little nap on his husband. 

“Ok querido it’s time for you to wake up.”

“Papa! Papa!” Tallulah bounced out of Missa’s arms and started shaking Phil.

“Huh, what?” He muttered, only moving slightly, still resting his head on Missa’s shoulder.

“Apa Missa isn’t a pillow!”

“He’s my pillow Tallulah, so technically you’re wrong.”

“Papa! People can’t be pillows! Pillows need to be soft.” Missa laughed and ran his hand through Phil’s hair. 

“Cmon querido.”

“Apa Missa will give you kisses if you wake up Papa.” 

Philza shot upright. “I’m awake.” 

“Good, you can do the fancy braid for me and then Apa will give you kisses.”

“That wasn’t the deal.” Phil pouted, trying to worm his way back to laying down on Missa’s shoulder.

“I want the fancy braid with the ribbons!”

“How about this,” Missa cut in. “I’ll give you one kiss before I go shower, and while I’m showering you braid Tallulah's hair. When I get back I’ll give you more kisses.”

“More.”

“One. You get one.” 

“Papa, you are going to get more later!”

“But I want Missa to stay here with us.”

“I’m going to shower, I’ll give you a kiss now or you can wait until after you braid Tallulah’s hair.”

“Yes! You’re the best Apa! See Papa, Apa knows how to make you do things.”

“I’m just tired, why are you two being so mean?”

Missa laughed and leaned over to kiss Phil. “I’m not being mean, I’m just making sure our daughter gets her hair braided.” Phil stole another quick kiss.

“Apa go shower before Papa distracts you.”

“Yes Lullah.” Missa kissed her forehead and headed off to shower.

“See Papa, he loves you.”

“He what?”

“He loves you! Nobody would put up with you if they didn’t love you.” She teased. 

“We like each other, I wouldn’t say—“

“You two love each other and you’re idiots if you think otherwise.”

He ignored the slight insult. “I love him but—“

“Then tell him Papa! Tell him you’re in love with him.”

“It’s too soon.”

“It’s been like ten moons, that’s forever in human terms.”

“Tallulah no, he thinks it’s been ten days.”

“What do you mean Papa? It’s been ten moons since you met him.”

“Well yes but he’s bonded to me, he’s started to perceive time differently.” Phil weaved in the ribbon and continued the braid.

“What do you mean?”

“He’s my beloved Tallulah, you remember what that means right?”

“He’s a human you chose to be my other dad.”

“Sort of, I chose him but for our clan we have to have a mutual claim on the other. He has to agree to be my beloved.”

“But he already is your beloved.”

“Not officially, the bond isn’t sealed yet.”

“Then he isn’t your beloved. He’s purely human.”

Phil sighed, the magic was weird even for him. “He’s started to become my beloved. Magic-wise. I’ve bonded with him but he hasn’t bonded with me.”

“I think kissing should be classified as bonding.”

“Humans can be tricked into accidental bonding if there isn’t more than one bonding ritual. When the bonding ritual was only the exchange of names humans often trapped themselves with a fae for life on accident. But because I started the bonding process he’s started to be affected by it.”

“How?”

“Well, the obvious part is that he’s perceiving time differently. He’s adjusting to the effects of immortality, at least from you know, natural causes. He’s still vulnerable to death but it’s a lot harder to kill a fae than it is to kill a fae’s beloved.”

“So Apa Missa will live forever like us.”

“Unless something bad happens but yes.”

“What else?”

“He’s going to need to eat more, the only food that will make him feel full for longer is fae food.”

“Oh because human food doesn't last as long because he’s thinking it’s a day when really it’s a moon.”

“Exactly, and sometimes other things can happen but they’re rarer.”

“Like what?” The water turned off, Missa would be out of the bathroom soon.

“I’ll explain later, your braid is done, I even braided in some purple ribbons.”

“Thank you Papa! Apa can give you more kisses after all.”

Missa changed into the spider silk clothes, just in case. 

“I’m not going to ask Missa for kisses, Tallulah.” Missa heard. He smiled at the sweet scene and opened the door.

“Ok, Tallulah, is your braid good?”

“Papa did a good job!”

“Perfect.” He walked over and sat down next to Phil. He started braiding Phil’s hair. His hair was glowing but the small strands that kept blowing in his face were covering his emerald eyes.

“I thought I got kisses.” Phil complained.

“You will. I’m braiding your hair to keep it out of your face as well, besides I thought you told Tallulah that you weren't going to ask me for kisses.”

“I never did, she wanted me to knock on the door and ask for kisses. I waited. Because I can be patient for maybe… two minutes.”

“Wait a little longer and you’ll have a pretty braid and then I’ll give you kisses.”

Tallulah laughed and pulled sweet food out of her bag. “Papa, you can have food while you wait.” She handed over a sweet roll, it was slightly squished from being in a bag for three days but it still smelled delicious.

“Fine.” He took the roll and started eating it while Missa continued to braid his hair.

“All done amor!” Phil turned around and pulled Missa into a kiss. 

“Stars above, that scared me, give me a little warning first cuervito.”

“Warning.” He said before pulling Missa back into a kiss. Phil melted into Missa’s arms.

“Ok, ok enough.” Missa finally said with a laugh. Phil smiled at the shining star in front of him. 

“It’s flower field time! C'mon Apa!”

Missa got up and picked up their little girl. “It’s flower field time!” Philza grabbed the bags and left the money on the counter as they left the inn.

“I want to see all the flowers!”

“We’ll get there niña, it’s still a little bit away.”

“How long?” 

“Maybe an hour.” Phil said.

“That’s so long Papa, why can’t it go faster?”

“Because we have to walk Tallulah.”

“Well walking is boring when you two are just holding hands and staring at the sky.”

“Hey we’re cloud-gazing you little shit.” Phil said, scooping her up and tickling her.

“Stop- papa— stop.” She said between laughs.

“We’ll be there soon Tallulah, you want to look at the clouds with us? You can sit on my shoulders.” Missa offered.

“Really? Yes!” She climbed over, swinging her legs over Missa’s shoulders and nearly kicking him in the face.

“That one looks like a crown!”

“Find one that looks like a flower niña.”

“Ooh! Up there, a sunflower!”

The three of them continued walking, looking at the sky until the flower field was visible on the horizon. 

“Apa! Look, the flowers!” She started shaking around on Missa’s shoulders and he lost his balance. 

“Tallulah calm down you nearly made your Apa fall.” Phil said after steading Missa.

“Apa let me down!” She said, nearly squealing at the sight of the rainbow of colors in front of her.

When she was set in the ground she pulled off her boots and ran towards the flowers. Poppies sprung from each step.

“She’s powerful.” Missa said, taking back Phil’s hand since he no longer had to make sure Tallulah was steady on top of his shoulders.

“One of the most powerful changelings I’ve seen, she needs to control her emotions though or else she could really hurt someone.”

“Well controlling her emotions isn’t the healthiest, she just needs to learn to manage them. If you control your emotions then you aren’t allowing yourself to feel things and you can’t bottle everything up.”

“I know but she could really hurt someone, she could grow flowers with sleeping pollen or vines with sharp thorns without even meaning to.”

“Well she’ll learn to control it. And we’re looking for pixie dust right?”

“Oh yeah, here.” Phil reached into his bag and pulled out a small hourglass attached to a string. “There's a little swinging latch that you can open and put the pixie dust inside and once you have enough you close the latch and tip it over. When the dust falls to the bottom of the hourglass a pixie should be trapped at the bottom.”

“We’re specifically looking for the black pixie dust right?”

“Yeah, it should be towards the forest areas, anywhere where there is shade, the underdark pixies can only come out in the shade.”

“And can you help me find the pixie dust?”

“No, the pixie dust needs to be gathered by a singular person. Besides I really don’t want Tallulah to run into a dark pixie. Their bite is venomous and it can kill fae.”

“So you’ll watch Tallulah and I’ll gather the pixie dust.”

Phil reached back into his bag. “Eat this if you get hungry, it should be enough to keep you safe.”

“Ok, where will you be? Where should I meet you when I’m done talking to the pixie?”

Phil looked at his feet. Silence. He fidgeted with the emerald necklace. “Try to meet us here, but we’ll find you if you aren’t here by sundown. I’ll come find you.”

“The woods are towards the east right? So you and Tallulah will stay here while I go East.”

“Yeah, and if anything goes wrong I will burn down the fucking earth to find you.” Phil whispered as he clutched Missa’s hand.

Missa laughed. “Thank you amor, I don’t think that will be necessary though.”

“I know but please be cautious Wisteria.” Phil was serious, the words were laced with care and concern.

“I will querido.” Missa was pulled into a hug, Phil’s wings wrapped around him. Phil pulled him into a soft kiss before he pulled away and with a small wave headed towards the edge of the flower field. 

The forest! He had been walking for what felt like ages, Phil and Tallulah couldn’t even be seen on the horizon that’s how long he walked for.

The black pixie dust. 

A few grains here, then there.

But there was a lot resting on a stone covered in black rose petals. Well that wasn’t ominous at all. But he needed the pixie dust, getting immortality from a pixie would be hard enough; and this was just laying right in front of him.

He dropped them into the hourglass which glowed a faint blue before the latch locked itself. 

“What the hell?” Missa murmured. He flipped it over like Phil said to. Grains of dust rushed to fill the empty space and before long the last one fell.

A large crack echoed in Missa’s ears. A pixie was banging against the glass of the hourglass. “LET ME OUT YOU MOTHER FUCKER!”

“Who are you?”

“Like I’m giving—“ the small man made eye contact with Missa. “Holy shit you’re hot.”

“Thank you?”

“You want my name? I’d love to give it to you!”

“That was a quick change of heart.”

“Well I’d do anything for you baby.” 

“I’m not your baby. Don’t call me that.” Missa said, pulling his bangs out of his face.

“Hmm, do you like magic? You summoned me for a reason right? I can show you some cool magic but you’re going to have to let me out of this glass cage.” The pixie grinned showing off sharp teeth.

“I summoned you to get immortality for my boss.”

“Oh. Well I can’t do that from inside my cage.” He kicked at the glass and yelped. “Ow! What did you spell this with? It’s got traces of fae magic—are you fae?”

“No? Why would I need immortality if I was fae?”

“I don’t know, you could be indebted to a human, you know, you’d need help from me.”

“Well I’m just human.”

“Can you let me out already? I’ll take you somewhere where I can get immortality for you.”

“You promise?”

“I promise that I will get immortality for you.”

“Deal.” Missa unlatched the hourglass opening and the pixie jumped out and landed on the ominous looking rock.

He shifted form until he was larger, although he was still much shorter than Missa, he was a pixie after all and they were known for being tiny. His eyes turned black then a harsh red then to a deep brown with dark slits for pupils. 

He had yellow duck wings, making him look almost like a young changeling. You would never be able to tell him apart from one without the noticeable bags he had under his eyes. They highlighted the slight differences that made him look much older than a child changeling.

“Much better, now let’s go!” He snapped and Missa fell to the ground. His vision blackened as a pit opened up in front of him.

[cupidl0vesy0u]

i would like to know more abt ur origins au i love origins

Thank you a lot :D here’s some other ideas I thought of.

TW : little bit of death mention

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Tommy

The color of his feathers are from Kristin. After he got revived they turned more dark and his ear-wings become permanently shorter.

His markings wouldn’t start to grow until he’s older, but because he died before that they showed after his revival that made his stop mentally aging but some of his features did changed after some years flew by.

Not only his wings changed, his eyes did too. Even though both Kristin’s and Philza’s eyes glow in dark, Tommy’s started to glow even in daylight.

His skin become more sensitive to sun so he had to wear protection. Philza used blanket he gave to Tommy when he was born, to make cape for his son to wear. Tommy usually wears the cape and hat that has veil on it.

Because of revival Tommy never got a proper grave, but he did saw a unfinished grave stone with his name on it in basement.

Just some other ideas

Death family lives in tree house which has more rooms in the trunk of the tree.

It doesn’t look like it, but Philza is more clingy then Missa. He loves when Missa preens his wings or they cuddle in fluffy pillows by the fireplace.

Philza has flower tattoos on his back which represents people he cares about.

Philza loves to do tapestry (mostly because I love the tapestry that is in movie Brave), he still has one that got unfinished after the tragedy.

Phil didn’t have the perfect childhood after his parents abandoned him in the nest, when he was older he met Techno who helped him after he had the same happened to him. Techno is bunny hybrid (maybe part piglin ?).

After Tommy was born Techno left to explore and look for other hybrids who might need safe space to live in. (He visit more often now to help out)

Missa loves to teach Spanish, Tallulah is the one who picked on it the most while Tommy and Philza are falling behind.

Chayanne started to love cooking after he helped Phil with soup that helped uncle Techno with fever. His favorite things to cook are family dinners when they all chat and eat together.

He loves to go out to swim with Niki, they talk about flowers and baking receipts. Chayanne started to rewrite some of his books on waterproof paper so Niki can read some stories she can’t get on her own.

Niki is quite skilled with swords even with her being water creature, she talks about beautiful fencer she meet on her adventures. Before she met Techno and came here.

Missa loves give Phil small kisses when he or Missa are upset, while Philza wears a lot of Missa’s shirts.

They write each other a small love letters every month to show how much they appreciate each other. Because both of them are stupid and think the other one doesn’t like them back.

They have a small shrine made for Kristin to thank her for protecting them all. And for her to have easier way out to visit.

Sneeg has now his wife and daughter here too :D (I be honest I just wanted to draw them three as little bug family).

Sometimes Sneeg hides in small areas and when you or other residents find him he makes sound like Korok (Yahaha!), you don’t get something in return though, he steals something from you. (Mostly sugar or sweets but PSSST)

[itsbebebrainrotting]

Town of fobo was all but a ghost town. Which was funny, because there were a lot of more haunted places on Quesadilla island.

Sunny woke up to a dead silent house, the only occasional noise being the chirps of chocobos upstairs and maybe an especially loud horse (the wither skeletons were too far underground to be audible). It was the day before their birthday and she had been stuck in bed for days, no motivation to leave unless someone arrived to give her cookies and keep her going.

Leo had also been holed up in her own bed for days since her own pa had disappeared, lying next to Sunny (the younger girl had started putting her bed in Leo's room since Valentine's day and the older didn't complain). They rarely lay awake at the same time, but, when they did, they didn't say a word to one another. It wasn't a cold uncaring silence, not at all. It was more of an "I'm not comfortable talking about my emotions right now and neither are you but we have nothing else to talk about, so let's just enjoy each other's presence" kind of silence. A mutual understanding that they didn't want to talk about it. Any of it.

Next to Sunny, Leo shuffled a bit, rolling onto her side and almost smothering herself in her sheets.

Today, Sunny wanted to see their pa. Or at least, they wanted to see him sometime in the next 48 hours.

As such, they rolled out of bed, and headed to their own closet to pick out an outfit. They popped on their signature sunglasses and a baby blue dress with a poofy skirt that cut off at Sunny’s shins. Something nice in her dad's favourite colour.

They then got their weapons and armour on them, because she knew everyone would be mad at her if the left her house without it all (she still remembered getting chastised by Phil for being too weak for diamond armour the first time they met; it was scary) and headed to the storage terminal.

Sunny noted the location where her pa died on her map when Phil forced them and Chayanne to leave the body's side after it happened. It was circled in a hot pink felt tip. She then searched for the nearest waypoint. It would be a long boat journey away...

Oh well! Sunny had travelled to accountant Bad's on her own! She could do this! They were turning 3 months old, it was time they grew up.

So, they scoured the storage system for a boat and found a speedboat and a small little wooden rowboat, only big enough to fit one adult and one child.

Obviously, the speedboat felt like the smart choice. It was the fast boat for the long journey. Unfortunately, Sunny had never driven a speedboat before. Besides, she wasn't sure what all the little dials and meters inside meant but she was pretty sure it was low on fuel and Sunny didn't know how to give a boat fuel.

So, wooden boat it was! Sunny grabbed it and then hauled it over to Etoiles' waystone, before travelling to the nearest place to the body. They dragged the boat into the water and hopped in.

Oars were heavy. That's what Sunny worked out after 3 minutes of hard work. She wished she could've used the speedboat. Their arms were aching and they were tired and they kept accidentally splashing the water in their mouth and they wanted to go home. Go lie in bed with Leo again. Not wake up unless she had to. Maybe even miss her 3 month birthday. No one would care to throw a party for her anyway. Everyone who would was gone.

But they kept going. Kept rowing and rowing and rowing. Even if the water was scary and dangerous.

She had to see her pa today. She just had to.

[fr-likes-chocolate]

If someone hasn't already asked will you go further in you Bolas Cult Leader Fallen Angel philza au thing :D

Ive talked a bit about it at the moment, but this ask is perfect for talking more about Phil and his relations to other characters.

As mentioned earlier, Chayanne was a stray orphan Phil was trying to befriend before being taken by Soulfire (it wasn't even for cult reasons! He genuinely wanted to help the poor kid!). Phil does not take this well, lets just say that there was a weird noise that night as Phil did things I will not name to a large tree.

Wilbur is interesting. Phil met him before he started this conquest for power, and he really has never felt like “just a human” to Phil. He was actually the reason this cult started in the first place, after all, if Phil needs power to stay safe, and Phil staying safe means getting a father friend for Wilbur, then he would do anything. That's why I call Cellbit the first follower, Wilbur isn't a believer in the BS religion, Phil told him how to get to heaven and what it is like, but Wilbur doesn't really care for salvation. He is more along for the ride.

Missa was the one who took Chayanne in after soulfire found him. He felt really bad after he heard about the unspeakable things that happened (poor tree) he arranged for a peaceful meeting to talk. (not much has gotten done because Missa can't stop looking at Phil, he's really pretty.)

Kristen is an angel, her relationship to Phil and her involvement in this AU deserve their own post

[anartisticdreamer0]

(this will be a complete liveblog of what’s happening on elq’s pov)

HE WENT DOWN THE ELEVATOR AND THERES A WHOLE FACILITY.

he’s walking down a hallway with creepy music playing- it stopped. this is a long hallway. no music tho.

this is a ridiculously long hallway wtf. oh we get music again.

oh a room. is there a door? he disconnected? i heard a discord sound effect- OH HES TALKING.

(roier killed cellbit kekw)

he’s talking about how interesting despite how long he’s spent in purgatory he’s never seen such hypocrisy and sin. and that purgatory has done that on purpose that it has brought out the worst in people.

HES DYING OF THIRST HAHAHAHA HE HAD TO ASK THE ADMINS FOR WATER NO MAMES.

haha to make the drink “cool” he said these are the tears of god. he sounds a lot like the eyeball watcher thing.

we’re back to walking down long creepy hallways- oo stairs.

THE FUCKING EGGS. YOU MONSTER. ALL THE BABIES ARE HERE. he’s seeing if he knows all the babies. he doesn’t really remember their names but he knows who their parents are. HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT TO POMME. he said no one loves pomme.

HES SAYING THE EGGS WERE ABANDONED THATS NOT TRUE YOU PRICK. pomme you amazing girl. she has complete faith in her parents, in etoiles, that they love her. ELQ YOU BITCH. the eggs still have signs btw. “stop talking about my dad” love you ramon. TALLULAHHHH MY BABY. why does he keep calling the daughters “hijo” bro wtf hija dude hija. lullah responded in spanish how interesting. she knows elq isn’t q WHAT THE FUCK HE JUST SAID SHES GONNA DIE.

there were mob sound effects of something dying. and weirdly enough those sounds lined up with a mob phil is attacking on the surface. interesting.

elq said all the parents are hypocrites and they will kill the other eggs to save their own kid. and how all the parents are not good people. chayanne is the only name he remembered immediately how weird.

poor leo. he didn’t even remember anything about her. “leo culero” love ya leo. richas our beloved. he wants to tell richas something and wants his full attention while saying it.

“there’s no big disturbance to the peace than a group of people who want to know something they shouldn’t” i believe that’s what he said. my spanish is not perfect.

he tells the eggs to stop hoping their parents will come get them, but that it’s up to them. that it’s nice to have faith. and that if they want to give a last message to their parents he might pass it on.

“BRASIL C-“ there was more but i wasn’t able to write it. it was richas tho

“mata es culero por mi” - leo

“my das will always better than you” - chayanne

“Give him hell Dad Fit.” - ramon

“Papa phil forgive me for not a bittersweet goodbye. Papi Wilbur. I miss you endlessly and I know we will reunite <3 ily” - tallulah

“quinta vez que me secuestran y aun asi esto es tan aburrido y sozo” - dapper

“I trust them. I believe in them. I love them. I miss them. And you. Don’t you dare hurt any of my siblings.” - pomme

he then says he has no further plans for them and that all of their parents are savages and they’re about to have a huge fight. i heard a sign get placed but elq didn’t check it out. at dapper’s he laughed remembering the time he captured him.

(why the hell did fit say they broke the geneva convention??)

elq asks something(?) if there’s anything more and to tell him then. nothing responds.

THE EYE SAYS ONLY THE LEADERS WILL FIGHT. 1v1 pvp. nothing off the table.

after the announcement elq’s stream ends.

[soullessduck13]

q!Tubbo Headcanons

This is gonna be a long one, so buckle up! There’s gonna be several sections and some headcanons are from other people and I will not care if you ‘steal’ mine, in fact I will actively encourage you to do so

All of this will be about the cubitos, even if I didn't put q! before every name

Visual (Outsider perspective)

His eyes looks like they’re clouded in a way? very muted, almost grey, green

He has a bunch of scars running across his face and assumably the rest of his body that looks like lightning or cracks

Brown hair with blonde tips, but when he joined it was just blonde

He’s missing an arm from spinning the wheel and replaced is with a robotic one that he can change depending on what tool he needs

He looks like some sort of avian. Sometimes.

...and sometimes, he looks like some sort of dragon.

Sometimes he looks like a goat!

Species

Tubbo is a very specific type of shapeshifter! He takes on traits from the people he hangs around the most, or the people he trusts a lot. And the eggs recognise that which is why Chayanne calls him an egg - because they do it too!

Some traits include

— The blonde hair, he got it from Phil, the reason it’s mainly brown now is because of Coypiso (will explain more)

— Feathers that kinda look like wings, got them from Phil

— Fangs, he got them from the eggs

— Talons/claws, from both Phil and Pac

It’s mostly from Phil, because they knew each other before Tubbo was unfrozen, and also I think Tubbo would say his prosthetic is enough mimicking Pac and Fit

He can hide these features, and he does with the wings because they get in the wings. When he first joined the island, he shifted between the different traits he's picked up on over the years (goat/bugs/avian/dragon) and depending on who he was talking to he was a different one. All of them included talons, and later on fangs after meeting the eggs.

Tubbo and god.

Tubbo is friends with a lot of demigods and knows a Goddess, who happens to be the wife of Philza!

The three that are the most present in his life on the island are

— Tommyinnit

— Bekymon

— piso4 / coypiso

Some posts that are related to this

What they’re demigods of

Who Tubbo follows also more thoughts on the demigods, how Tubbo connects with them etc

Who Tommy is connected to (and also how that relates to Phil and Wilbur)

The lightning that strikes him down? I don't think that's the feds. I think the admins and federation should be seperated more because they are. The admins are the ones striking Tubbo with lightning and blinding him. The admins are a higher power. That also absolutely hates Tubbo's guts because he has befriended three demigods, possibly more, and knows the Angel of Death, and the actual Goddess of Death. And their son, Wilbur.

He gets possessed by people a lot!! He's such a vessel and constantly has people talking inside his head or taking over his body. Chat is actually voices inside his head.

Just silly extra stuff

This is kind of species thing but also.. not? Tubbo can hear machines in a way only really aypierre can? Even then it's very different, because pierre speaks to the machines. Tubbo doesn't. Tubbo just like.. gets them.

Tubbo straight up has a phone. Why? Who knows! How did he get it? Good question! Why on god's green earth is the federation letting him keep it? Because they don't even know he has one. Who does, you ask? Nobody! Except for Chayanne because he called Jack Manifold that one time. Tubbo only uses it to call his friends and text his parents. He doesn't even realize he could use it to get out of here, or that maybe he should tell people he has phone.

The reason for Tubbo's eyes looking cloudy is mostly visual design! His vision is so much worse because of the fact he gets blinded by the admins so much that it permanently affected his eyesight. His goggles help him see better, he added prescription to them so he could see.

This post will absolutely get added onto as time goes on, I hope everyone who read this like my silly headcanons

[cosmic-d1ce]

You've talked about how players changed around Phil post-rescue, but did the eggs start acting any different around him after as well in any way? I get the feeling that once the lies and misinformation had all been resolved, they made sure to at least stick close to Phil when with him, not running off to who-knows-where the second something interesting catches their attention. After all, they never know if he might dissappear again...

Yeah the eggs act a little differently afterwards

Chayanne obviously, but surprisingly Dapper and Leo get very protective. Dapper because Bad was the person Phil ran to first, and Leo because they saw Forever hurting Phil which i haven't talked about yet but jshdhshbsjw

Richas is very affectionate, even if it takes Phil a while to be comfortable around him again.

Tallulah gets a little more fighting spirit in her and swears if she ever sees Forever again she will be "very very violent >:((" in her words

Ramon feels very guilty for being angry at Phil and does everything to make up for it, he brings Phil gifts, guides him around, leads him away from danger and the like

Bobby comes around more often for playdates so he can help make sure Phil is okay for Jaiden & Roier. They don't come around too much because they don't want to overwhelm Phil but Bobby goes around and tells his parents how hes doing

None of them want to 1. see their parents panic as much as they did upon finding out what happened and 2. see Phil disappear again bc hes such a good protector

[blockgamepirate]

I have thoughts on the current Chayanne and Tallulah angst

(Under cut because it's probably gonna be long)

Disclaimer: I'm just talking from the point of view of the eggs here, I'm not trying to accuse Wilbur, Missa or Phil (and obviously especially not the streamers) or anything, I'm just not focusing on them

So mostly talking about Tallulah here because tbh Chayanne's side of it is just me going "WAHHHH ;;A;;" because fucking hell that shit is rough. Losing one of your native languages as a bilingual kid is already rough, your absent parent coming home and immediately having a mental breakdown and avoiding you and talking about leaving again is a hundred times worse. There's not much else to say here, it's just a terrible situation. The only good thing about it is that Missa does still genuinely care about Chayanne, even if his own feelings of inadequacy and insecurity are getting in the way of demonstrating that in a way that would assure Chayanne.

But anyway, I definitely get how that must also look like from Tallulah's POV. They've both been waiting for their dads to come back and now Chayanne's finally did and it went terribly, even if it ended sooort of okay (although.... not without issues).

And much of that was about Chayanne changing. And Tallulah has absolutely changed, even if like Phil said she is still the same at her core. She's grown, she's learned to fight, something that Wilbur apparently really didn't want for her (sorry I still haven't actually watched the Wilbur VODs aside from the adoption one ahdjjfkg) she's been through a lot.

And a lot like Chayanne, she's spent most of her life in Phil's care now, and that shows.

So it's more than understandable that she would feel that Phil is just dismissing her anxiety. Sure Phil did lose hope of Missa coming back, but he has so much faith in people he cares about and wants to believe in them. He's paranoid about the Federation and the codes and also just normal everyday dangers, but he has a bit of a blindspot when it comes to his friends and just interpersonal drama. He wasn't ready for Missa's insecurities or how they could affect Chayanne. But it happened.

Phil also does not know how Tallulah and Wilbur's reunion will go (if it ever happens). He's so sure that it'll be great, but he doesn't know that, no matter how much he insists. It could go badly! There could be drama! Even if it's not Wilbur rejecting Tallulah, it could be something Tallulah interprets as rejection or disappointment.

And even if Phil is right and it'll all go perfectly, that doesn't help Tallulah right now, because just telling her that it'll be fine isn't addressing the sources of her anxiety. It just sounds like Phil is in denial or babying her. Which... I mean I wouldn't say that's accurate but it's not entirely inaccurate either. I think his instinct is to reassure Tallulah but it's not what she needs. And his instinct is to trust wholeheartedly in Wilbur but that doesn't help Tallulah either.

(Also, she knows for a fact that Wilbur didn't originally want a kid. She knows that it took a while to convince him to accept her into his life. She was there. She saw the hesitation. All of that was reasonable from Wilbur's POV because it really was correct that he wasn't able to take care of Tallulah the way a father should. He knew it from the start and he was right. But yeah, it's gonna be something that has to cause some insecurity issues for Tallulah.)

She needs Phil to actually address the worst possible scenario, I think. Just entertain for a minute the idea that Wilbur really does abandon Tallulah. What would happen then? Phil would keep looking after her, Phil would still love her. Or if Phil wasn't around anymore, the other islanders would. And if Wilbur did do that to her, she would have every right to be pissed off. It wouldn't be because there was anything wrong with her.

It would be an awful situation, but all the people who cared about her would still be there for her. And she could talk to the other kids who were also abandoned by one of their parents; Ramón, Pomme... am I forgetting anyone? idk. And she could talk to Chayanne too. She would not be alone.

It's not the most uplifting thing to think about, which is why I think it didn't even occur to Phil to even entertain that notion, but I think it would be more reassuring actually? At the very least to let her know that Phil is taking her seriously? And THEN he could tell her that it wasn't gonna happen because Wilbur would never. Idk, that's my hunch anyway.

Also, it's possible that part of this is about Tallulah herself feeling some resentment and anger towards Wilbur, and not knowing what to do about those feelings, because they're not what's expected of her. And this is where Phil's words might have made things worse, because Phil tries to appeal to her dedication to her papi, but what if she feels like her dedication isn't what it should be anymore?

Idk. Those are my thoughts. I'm not gonna call it analysis, I'm not putting enough effort into this to qualify as "analysis".

I'm alsl very sleepy so apologies if there are some weird bits in here

[isa-ghost]

If you're still doing Philza headcannons, how about some specifically about Phil, Chayanne, and Tallulah? I miss the kiddos...

qPhil headcanons masterlist

(NOT) SINGLE DAD EDITION LETS GO

Those two are the light of his fucking life ok. If you were someone that had something against him, they're how you get to him. They're how you hurt him. He will do ANYTHING for them. He'll kill his friends, he'll fly on broken wings, he'll die for them. Nothing matters more than those two kids.

He's not typically a very physically affectionate person. But to the kids? Suddenly he's a cuddler. Suddenly he's head kisses and carrying them on his hip just because he can. Suddenly he's braiding hair and painting nails and playfully tormenting them with tickles. They flip a switch in his brain.

Nothing could ever make him waver on how proud of them he is. Both of them. Chayanne so brave and strong, stressed to the teeth like his dad but persevering like a true warrior. Lullah is so loving and open, even in the face of so much pain and adversity. She's been through so much, largely alone, and yet she still has the strength to smile and be silly after everything. Ideally he wishes they would've never experienced any pain at all, but Quesadilla says Damn You All

Chayanne & Lullah can make him laugh until his stomach hurts, and they can do it faster than friends he's known for YEARS. Lullah especially is the queen of comedic nonverbal timing. All it takes is a certain look with a slow turn after Phil says something stupid and he's Dying.

His favorite thing is when either of them fall to pieces emote bc smth stupid happened. Or whenever they Orange Justice after smth fucked happens.

Listen. LISTEN. Don't be fooled by this man. He LOVES adventures with the kids. He loves them. The reason he refuses to venture out with them or go dungeon raiding with them super often is because survivalist brain is like if the worst happens, the Feds do not have your back. If you lose the kids you have nothing much to live for on this island. Do not risk their lives, even if it sounds fun.

He fucking loves watching the kids talk to the other eggs. The constant taptaptaptaptap of signs being placed while they chat together makes him giggle. He also loves watching them just crouch and silently communicate.

Dude Rose's love for the two of them makes his heart so full. Like legit the first time she told him "they're under my protection" he nearly cried. And not just from relief that they'd be safe from EK.

And related: Oh my GOD does he fucking love the term "fledglings" for them. It's SO CUTE. Rose was so right for that. Something about it drives home the thought of "these are MY kids" even more. He just 🥺

Chayanne's mask reminds him of Techno's boar one sometimes and it makes him wanna cry /pos. If Chayanne ever mentions being guided by Techno's spirit to fight EK Phil will never recover

He loves this "new era" of Lullah, between her cutting her hair short a while back and now dying it + changing her hat. It feels like she's getting more independent despite everything and considering Phil used to have to Really hover around her to help her out, he's the world's proudest papa about it

He's told them stories about all the hardcore gods (that he knows of) at this point. Rose bc ofc he did. EK bc he kinda had to. The others bc at this point he's expecting them to poke their heads around at one point or another too. Chayanne loves Blaze. Lullah still loves Rose the most. She's gone on a rant about "Papa how the fuck is Ocean Overlord a god when he fumbles things so badly???" He wishes he knew, Lullah.

He wants to take them on a flight so bad it hurts. Literally. He's more angry EK fucked up his wings maybe permanently bc he robbed them of that than he is that EK did it to spite him.

He really really really hopes they do hatch some day and become lil dragon hybrids bc then he can watch them fly and teach them how to do it well (the best he can while he's grounded) (he might get a little envious)

He fucking LOVES sparring with the kids. He goes easy bc he's insanely skilled and experienced compared to Two Literal Children but they catch on and improve So Quick and it makes him so unbelievably proud and excited to see them demonstrate their skills in a real (hopefully non-lethal) situation.

[pinkelotjeart]

you brought this upon yourself buddy

SO

Q!SLIME

AHGIEUWGFIWEUBFIWPUEF

im only gonna talk about q!slimes lore here so if you want to know more about the qsmp world as a whole just tell me and it would be my pleasure to explain it to you all you need to know is that: people were on a train, the train leads them to quesadilla island, shit happens there is an evil organization and they are stuck here

oh also they have kids

basically, all the people on the island got got paired up (one english speaker with one spanish speaker) and got an egg 

this is the egg phil got if you were wondering, his name is chayyane

and this is charlies egg, juanaflippa

charlie got paired up with mariana (mariana is fucking amazing btw i could also talk about him for hours)

now about flippa: shes canonically a trans girl,shes allergic to bees, grass, detergent, and fish and probably more stuff that i forgot, has a gun and shes a very sweet kid she deserves the world now slime and mariana weren't the most healthy couple. Charlie calls Slime “bitch wife” and mariana has been caught flirting with other men but they do both very much care for each other and they also VERY much care for flippa

i should also mention that the egg have two lives. If both lives are lost the egg dies forever

now everything is fine and dandy till flippa has her first death her first death was because of neglect

you see, if an eggs parents don't do tasks with their egg (ex of tasks are: reading a book to them, drawing with them, cooking something for the egg, etc) and, because mariana and slime didn't log that much on the server at first, flippa lost a life both slime and mariana were fucking desrtoyed and logged in regulary after that to make sure flippa didn't lose any more lives

also slime made a deal to the devil, yes the actual devil that is canon to the qsmp, in order to get a gun for flippa. the deal was that he had to kill chayanne (phils egg) and flippa would get the gun and slime did it!!

later when phil when to kill charlie, flippa shot him dead :]

happy times pass until

untill flippa loses her secod life So when the eggs go to bed they have very cute custom made bed skins?textures? idk but they are very cute here's an example of flippa in bed

very cute

so while mariana was watching over flippa while she slept, he did something that  is still remembered by the qsmp fans and gives us and the cc war flashbacks everytime its mentioned he misclicked while having and axe in hand he clicked on flippas bead and broke it and both flippa and the bed disappeared people started freking out everyone thought flippa was dead and one of the most insane qsmp events happened the trial

slime accused mariana of intentionally killing flippa and took mariana to court  (slime also maybe talked about killing all the eggs but thats not important rn) the trial is probably my favorite qsmp stream and even if you don't plan on getting into the qsmp i suggest you watch slims pov of it its genuinely so great

to make a long story short, the trialhappens and flippa gets reserected hurrayyyy

all is well everyone is happy things are great until flippa dies a third time mariana and flippa were exploring a dungeon and they got swarmed by mobs and while trying to kill the mobs around them,  he accidentally killed flippa

so flippa dies. she isnt coming back and slime may have gone a bit crazy he was/is consumed by grief he went into exile and lives thousands of blocks away from everyone. he tried to kill everyones elses egg but failed and even tho he stopped wanted to kill them and now lives them as a uncle, he still gets sad when he sees the parents and their kids together hes kinda stuck in limbo, he tries to get better and make progress and heal, but his grief still holds him back a lot

also maybe he turned into a green egg named gegg and maybe there is a monster that is impersonating flippa but my fingers are screaming in pain rn lmao so thats all ill say for now

if you do want to learn about gegg and codeflippa and maybe bolas please just tell me and i will happily come back to info dump some more :]

You know I absolutely lost it at the part where they gave the egg a gun - wnjdjwndjw I love the insanity of that all gosh. This is kinda as much as I was expecting cus I did know some stuff about the eggs- but I am enjoying the combination of angst and absurdity.

I think Bolas is the thing I’ve seen the most about- or atleast I’ve seen allot of cool fanart without context I’m curious 👀

[theredcuyo]

I just need to vent a bit-

So, its been a year and so now, isn't it?

It's curious to me how much Techno affected me even tho I wasnt one of his biggest fans at that time, and yet, I went thru some really, really hard times over this, and in some ways, I still am, up until recently I didn't feel the strength to watch his videos, up until recently even if I watched them I couldn't help but smile in a bittersweet way

Not too long ago I was finally able to laugh, to enjoy them again, to not think about how he's not here anymore while hearing his voice, and instead, have fun with what he left for us, and yeah, that's what everyone is been saying to do, but I'm sure I'm not the only one who struggled with actually doing it, because it IS hard, it's hard to not start to have fun and immediately remember "... He won't be doing this anymore now, huh?" and get sad all over again, even if we know he won't want us to still be crying

I got over it a week or so ago, I finally can watch the great potato war without sobbing for twenty minutes after watching it, and even if the grief won't go yet, I feel like im moving on, never leaving it all behind, but carrying the moments that made it hurt so much in first place, needless to say the happiest ones, in my heart, and overall, I'm full on energy, I've been inspired by him, by his all, like everyone, to do something, to give a meaning to what I do now, to be as strong as him-

And yet... The reason I write this is because of the grief left in me, I can't deny that whenever I go watch the qsmp streams a part of me can't help but wonder "wouldn't this have been so cool if Techno was here?, if he could've been here?"

I can't help but imagine him making fun of the eggs for practically being orphans, just to be forced to take care of one, can't help but imagine him immediately throwing one off of the wall, or maybe training Chayanne, and probably, growing to love Tallulah in a "I've had this child for five minutes, but in a anything happens to her I'll kill everyone in this server" kind of way

How he would tell Greek mythology stories to the eggs, but be the one person extremely against babysitting just to end up doing it a lot because of the insane amount of time he spends playing

Can't help but imagine how he would absolutely attempt presidential assassination against all the candidates and be completely against the federation without a doubt, and how he would've entered that dungeon left for them and absolutely destroyed it

Can't help but imagine Techno doing to forever the same thing he did whenever a baby zombie was near Philza

Can't help but wish the people who didn't get to know him outside of stories actually met him, and him talking to them with his bare knowledge of Spanish, and them reacting to the man himself talking about "blowing up a country" and "farming potatoes for +six months" or how "he once conquered the world" just to have them not believing it until Phil backed up the stories

Can't help but imagine a world where Tallulah didn't have to make an altar for him, and then i get back to reality to realize that... That's not the world where I live in, I live in the world where it's been more than a year since all of this possibilities became impossible and I feel genuinely hurt again, maybe more so over the thought of how much life he had ahead of himself, one that hurts me even more because he's the same age as my older brother

I like to wonder off in my mind sometimes, and imagine just for a bit of escapism, that he'd be giving Wilbur validation in his concerts, or that he would've bullied the life out of Dream when he did his face reveal, and also bullied Skeppy when he met up with bbh, or that he would've been in first line for Tommy's show

Technodad once mentioned on Reddit that Techno had been thinking of writing a story, and that too, would have been awesome to see, as much as all the plans he had and didn't get to do that I and all of his fans keep dreaming over

At the end, I think that the grief left in me, is over how much more time he should've had, over the future that we will never see

I'm sorry for this, I really just needed to vent, I don't want to sound disrespectful or anything really, just some thoughts I had inside of me and needed to get out, I'm sorry if it sounded weird or bad-

[at0micc0la]

A New Hairstylist in the Island

A/N: First of all guys I want to appologize beforehand my space bar is failing and sometimes

Chayanne was the one who gave Tallulah her first haircut, and who would blame her trusting the other kid, he is older AND her uncle and when he said "Trust me, I know what I'm doing" in the same tone he uses when he is going to protect her from mobs she truly believe her.

Phil was taking care of the potato farm when he suddenly came to notice that the house was really quiet, he started doing a small check list of what was out of place. The machine was working, there is no code nor Cucurucho near, Chayanne is helping with the potatos... wait... Chayanne is not even near the potatoes. The fear was palpable, throwing the potatoes to the side and screaming the kids names and running as fast ashe was able to, trying to fly if it's posible, once he was close to the house he saw Chayanne in front of the door, scissors on his hand and a fearful look, the kid ran inside, which made Philza ran faster, after living with 3 menaces to the world (all in different ways) he knew that look wasn't a good sign.

He opened the door slowly, preparing himself for the worst. The sigh of relief that left his mouth, he was expecting a broken arm or the house a mess just because of a playfight but right in front of him was Talullah in the middle of the room, teary eyes looking at him and a shy smile

"Do I look pretty, abuelito?"

Her hair was a complete mess, shorter strands and the hair all frizzy, she was touching with a hand a lonely braid that was longer than the rest of her hair

"The most beautiful girl in the room" he said while knealing down to the girl's level and hugging her, while throwing daggers to Chayanne, the moment the boy looked at his dad he threw the scissors to the ground and ran through the back door

"Let me send a picture to your dad so he can see your new style" Phil took his camera and tried not to laugh at the poor girl "Wait here I'll go outside to talk with your dad" The girl nodded and went to her room, where she started playing her flute

'Mate you will not believe this' read the message and the man added the picture, he couldn't help but laugh at the picture, maybe even a tornado would have left her less catastrophic than it is now, and the phone call made a minute later prove him right

"PHIL WHAT HAPPENED TO MY GIRL" the man voice was clear through the phone, Phil feared the kids where able to heat Wilbur rambling about how her hair was ruined and how much Tallulah loved her long hair

"C'mon man, you and Techno did way worse things than this"

"Yeah, but imagine I cut Techno's hair, I would no longer have a head" Ash's laugh was heard in the background while Wilbur keep on rambling possible scenarios in his hair

"Listen, is just hair it will grow out and I can ask someone here to cut her hair properly" Phil reasoned

"Don't ask Fit" the answer was so quick that the man wasn't able to process it in his brain til a few seconds laters just to laugh at the thought of a bald Tallulah

"Definetly not Fit, wait calm down, she is in her way here" Phil sat on the floor and handed the phone to the little girl, she sat next to him leaning into her grandpa

"Dad, did grandpa tell you?" Her voice was small, almost as if she sensed her father's disliked for her new haircut

"Yes darling, He sent me a picture and you look stunning, my love" the giggles were woth the lie to Wil

"I told uncle Chayanne I wanted my hair like you, dad" being away from eachother has been so hard the two of them "Miss you" tears touched the ground to become part of it

"Don't worry, I have a few night left here, you won't notice when I'm already there with you"

"Gotta go, we start in 3 minutes, love you Tallulah, take care of your grandpa Phil" he hanged before she was able to answer and there they sat, looking at the island.