#Elytrian! Philza

[imaginethat0327]

So I’ve been feeling pretty burnt out recently but also still wanting to do creative stuff, just not the stuff that I actually need to work on, lol. And so here’s a Philza Minecraft because I wanted to draw somebody I don’t normally draw!

in my headcanons, elytrians like Philza here have freaking huge wings because they need to catch the super light and thin End air. Then, in the Overworld where the air is thicker, they are SUPERB flyers. Can practically launch themselves into the air with just one flap! 😃 -Imagine

[rosegoldorigins]

I love imagining OriginsSMP Philza with feathers like this!!!

Reference image from Casserole on YouTube!

Go support them! Their animations are amazing!!! :DDD

[erissdoesart]

God fight started on the 3m server! I'm gonna take it chill but for now, enjoy a bit more art :D

A newly presented avian in a normal household- well that won't do! Thankfully totally not bloodthirsty elytrian dad comes to the rescue :D (He may be using some instincts to keep sonboi quiet-)

[elementic-symphony]

[mellorphic]

Tbh the og origins smp meant so much to me with Niki’s lagoon and the original Pube that Jack and Tommy lived in together, and I’ll forever prefer Shulk Tubbo over Bee Tubbo honestly

[argo-bolo]

sometimes i remember that crowfather philza is a phoenix and i have to live with that...

gotta refrain from ☝️🤓

[fabshroom]

Day 1: Bruises/Scars (+ Amputation)

A bird without wings

SBI whumptober day 1 (combined with Amputation)

Excited for what’s to come this month!

Prompts can be found here: whumptober prompts

Achievement tracker: 1/9 (if the optional prompt counts towards Combo Attack)

[rookisit]

Aaaand he gets upset when we call him birdza

certified bird moment

[origins-updates]

Origins SMP members and their powers from the subreddit!

Slime: Slimecicle

Feline: James Marriott

Bunny: Technoblade (never dies!)

Arachnid: Fragrance Man (Schlatt)

Enderian: Aimsey & Ranboo

Merling: Nihachu

Shulk: Ash Kabosu

Fox: Fundy & Billzo

Elytrian: Philza

Blazeborn: Jack Manifold

Avian: TommyInnit, Badlinu, Beautie_

Starborne: Smajor & CaptainSparklez

Bee: Tubbo

Inchling: Sneegsnag

Phantom: Wilbur Soot & Shubble

Chameleon: Bekyamon

Human: TheFinalSusan & Ninja

Whitelisted but have not joined: GeorgeNotFound, Ted Nivison, Quackity

[anarchy-and-piglins]

What's your favorite era of emduo? Mine's definitely antarctic empire era. They were so good. I miss our antarctic empire boys. There was something about their dynamic on that server, in combination with pete. Simply impeccable vibes. (I love all their other eras just as much but I'm just especially soft about this)

It's like picking a favourite child, ueueueue- Why do you ask the impossible of me?

AE has to be up there, obviously. I have a big soft spot for dsmp emduo as dsmp is what got me INTO Techno real big, and I still do love that server's story and the characters and all of the fancreations (idc if people think it's cringe). "What did they do to you Phil" and "You actually got him" and "for you, the world" and "THREE MONTHS PHIL!!!". Dsmp!emduo is very important to me. But I do think AE is up there as a fav.

I have an additional very soft spot for osmp emduo with malewife fail supervillain crowfather and his lackey best friend bunnyblade who is only there for the carrots.

(or the other osmp variant that exists only in my head: powerful immortal elytrian Philza (possibly still a malewife lbr) and his best friend regular guy only-human-in-the-commune Techno)

[imaginethat0327]

Wings, wings, WINGs!!! I’m actually really happy with these! I’ve decided to post the wings of the block men (which is to say, the avians - and one Elytrian - of my discovered minecraft youtuber personas.) So up top we have Philza, the Elytrian, who’s wings are based on a crow. This was my first time doing iridescence and I’m SO proud of how it came out! Then below is Grian, who is based on a scarlet macaw, and the bottom is Jimmy’s lovely golden canary wings. P2 to come soon! 

-ImagineThat 🦜

[iinoyb]

Thinking a lot about Philza as an enderdragon hybrid rather than an elytrian (because dragonza my beloved) and Techno as a piglin hybrid.

Techno keeps giving Philza gold jewelry and weapons as a gift because in piglin culture that's a very normal thing to give (close) friends, but for enderdragons giving gold is exclusively done for romantic courting. So Phil feels like Techno is consistently flirting with him and he's trying to return the favor but Techno is probably too dense (/lh /pos) to get it for the longest time until Phil finally breaks and kisses him.

[mcytblrconfessions]

One thing I'm always going to be angry at is how everyone automatically assumes "Being good at elytra = bird" or whatever. Like NO!!! AN ELYTRA IS A PART OF BEETLE WINGS IF ANYTHING PPL SHOULD BE MAKING LIKE PHILZA AND GRAIN CHARACTERS BUGS!! I just need more bug hybrid characters but nooo elytrian on the osmp automatically = bird and phantom = dead bird instead of much cooler concepts. I think we should in fact ban any further avian hybrids so ppl can do cooler winged character designs.

[solaneceae]

blind devotion

a team bolas oneshot. codebreakers-centric (philza and étoiles) (read on ao3) found family, ambiguous relationships, fluff @apthotiosis tagging u because codebreakers heehee

“They’re not crow wings,” Jaiden remarks, tracing the sharp edges of the long feathers meant to catch on updrafts. “They’re too big. And you got extra bones and joints going on.” Phil hums, a hesitant eeeeeh with a twist of his hand. “There’s some crow in there. But most of it is actually—”

“Elytra!” Baghera quacks, awe lacing her voice as she croons over the white diamonds that appear beneath the grime and dust she’s cleaning out. “You’re part Elytrian, Philza?”

“Not exactly,” he laughs, pointing at the very human features on the rest of his body. “I’m not actually a hybrid. Not like Jaiden, or even like you. Those wings were a gift.”

Étoiles perks up. “From Kristin, yes?” he nails down, perceptive as ever. The rest of the flock oooohs, a little chorus of yes, of course, makes sense. “I like your wife, Phil,” the duck smiles, brushing out a crooked feather. She remembers the Goddess’s voice, soft and warm as late spring’s sunlight, pouring out of Phil’s mouth as she borrowed his body to greet them. “She’s so nice.”

“She’s awesome,” Étoiles nods, unseeing eyes reflecting invisible stars. He cannot see anymore, he’s told them, but he still fights like he can, somehow. “I see her, sometimes, when I don’t have enough sugar and I almost die. She tells me to take better care of myself, but I’m dumb and shit so it keeps happening.”

“T’es con,” Baghera chastises him, slapping the back of his head, and Philza snorts at their antics. He’s so glad Étoiles joined them, the memory of his expectant frame almost vibrating out of itself when the old crow-not-quite-a-crow approached him at Global, just the day before. The words had barely left his mouth and the warrior had dropped to his knees before him, like a worshipper before his deity made man. I am your arm, your sword, Étoiles had said to him once, long ago. Felt like long ago. Just tell me where to hit.

A wave of fond-flock-yesyes, the Angel of Death pulls Étoiles forward to shelter him within his wings. “Aaah, Philza, Phil,” Étoiles laughs as his friend pecks at his hair, crooning incessantly. “The goat, oh, he’s moving so good! So good aim!”

“No mames.”

“No maaaaames man.”

“Shut up dude,” Phil wheezes, a huge smile on his face as he runs his talons through the frenchman’s tangled, white-faded locks. Yesyes. “I’m having a moment.”

“Oh? He has a moment, okay. I fuck myself, I don’t move, I get it.”

“Oh my god, stop.”

“I want to see you fly,” Étoiles says, quieter. Almost a whisper, that has everyone tilt their head in focus. “I didn’t see you fly, that’s bullshit. It must be beautiful, to see.”

Phil flashes him a wry grin. “Maybe. They’re pretty fragile, still. I don’t want to fuck them up all over again. Pretty sure the Feds will just clip them once we get back anyway, so.”

“Fuck them!” Baghera screeches indignantly. “Not letting that happen. I kill them first.”

“It’s fine. Just gotta enjoy ‘em while I got ‘em.”

Étoiles pouts at that, mumbles something in rapid-fire French that sounds rude. Phil hums and cups his face with a low trill, talons rapping on the space between his skull and neck, feather-soft. His friend blinks, cloudy silver. “What do I look like to you?” Phil asks, feathers ruffling as he spreads his wings wide, his fellow avians shifting to avoid being smacked by them.

Étoiles smiles, all teeth and greenish gums. “Like home,” he says, and it’s such a silly yet earnest answer that Phil could kiss him into silence. Mine, his hindbrain thrums, fierce possessiveness curling around his heart, and Étoiles laughs, that airy, high-pitched wheeze of his, because he’s making bird noises again. “And he says, he says he’s no hybrid, this man?” he mocks, tackling Philza to the cold floor of their cave to wrestle him into submission. “He’s a liar! Lies! You know who you are, Felipe Minecraft! Embrace it!”

“I am- fuck, get off,” Philza growls, play? play? Swoops Étoiles’ legs from under him to pin him down and they’re both laughing, batting at each other’s faces, talons carefully curled inward to not slice at dark green skin. Baghera and Jaiden cheer them on from the sidelines, loose feathers flying here and there, a viney tail wrapping itself around his leg as they roll and swipe and snap their teeth at each other’s necks, play, play! 

Étoiles loses at some point, freezes when sharp claws brush against his jugular. “Oh, he’s too good,” he smiles, tired and fond. “He’s good, and I’m shit. GGs.”

“Don’t say that,” Phil rolls his eyes, but doesn’t draw away. Étoiles’ eyes are squinted in twin crescent moons, and he doesn’t know if he wants to pluck them out to wear like jewellery or forget himself in them. “You. Are the best,” he chirps, pressing his forehead against the other man’s, flock, mine. hello. “I chose you. And I only choose the best for my family.”

“That’s us,” Baghera gasps — she and Jaiden have taken to preening each other instead, her bill ruffling through dark blue and green to dislodge specks of dried blood and sand out of her flockmate’s wings. “Bolas family, yes!”

“You picked Roier first,” the warrior whines, hands pawing at Phil’s chest, not quite pushing him away. “You like him better, no? He’s better, stronger. I don’t blame you.”

“Cellbit wanted him. I wanted to make him happy.”

“Oh, he is,” Jaiden huffs. “They’ve been snogging in the nest all evening. It’s cute and all, but I can only take so much kissing noises until I gotta vomit.”

“Hater!” her sister teases, bonking her bill against her cheek. “You’re just a little hater, let them be gay and happy.”

“They can be gay and happy and not slobber over each other.”

“I kinda like it,” Slime pipes up from his hole in the ground. Jaiden quirks an eyebrow at him. “...You need to get over Cellbit, dude.”

“Whaaaaat? You’re talkin’ nonsense. Put your mask back on, the fumes got to you.”

“Don’t you have Mariana anyway?”

“I don’t see your point.”

“Roier is Roier,” Phil cuts them off, catching Étoiles’ wrists to push them down against the stone. Mine. “You’re you. Cellbit wanted him, I wanted you. Simple.”

“Yeah?”

“Uh-huh.” A croon, their noses brush together. Jaiden makes a gagging sound, which makes Baghera cackle. What am I doing? “Phil?” He blinks. His friend is looking up at him, eyes crinkled up in amusement, fang poking out from beneath his upper lip. “I’m already yours. You don’t need to go all birdbrain on me.”

“Sorry.”

“Nah. Don’t be sorry, be the GOAT that you are.” Étoiles pushes himself up, and Philza lets him. He tilts his head to the side, like he always does whenever he’s mapping out his surroundings. “Phil, Phil,” he nudges at the crow’s shoulder, vine-tail thumping against the ground in renewed vigot. “PvP check, yes? Sticks?”

“Bruh.”

“Come oooon.”

“We’re actually ahead today, let’s not die and mess it up.”

“Rhoooooo…”

[zilritsch]

Some general information about Admin AU:

- Everything basically revolves around three characters: Dream, Philza and Techno, so all the main points are about them.

Brief information about the characters:

Dream:

In this au he is a child by the standards of the admins, but due to circumstances he developed like an ordinary player, which is harmful to the mental health of the admins. This development failure occurred due to the absence of an adult admin nearby, so Dream’s code will adapt to the circumstances in order to survive. In fact, he was damn lucky that he didn’t die, since the code of the children of administrators is a favorable environment for the development of viruses or gods who want to gain more power. Therefore, children are usually kept on a separate server with only a guardian until their late teens.

Now Dream will not be in any danger when, after escaping from prison, Philza realized that Dream is a child. The boy will be under the watchful eye of Philza and Technoblade, and no one will dare touch him again (And no matter what plans Dream had or still has, he will not escape).

Philza:

- Elythrian, member of the first generation of administrators. He was one of those who participated in all the skirmishes with the gods, invented the first fashions and founded the academy of administrators. He has extensive and varied experience working with children of all ages.

- Disdainful of the gods.

- A member of the now extinct Elytrian race, which gives him an understanding of the ancient Enderian language. True, the language has long fallen out of use. Among the characteristic features: dark gray wings, a cluster of feathers throughout the body, but most of all on the cheeks, in the neck, shoulders and shoulder blades, and also pointed claws.

- There have already been attempts to create his own family and settle down, but all his partners are now dead, as are the admin’s children. Wilbur in his eyes is a mistake, too similar in appearance to his mother.

- The players are treated with some disdain, as a lower caste unable to compare with him (his attitude is also influenced by the fact that the players were created by the gods as an imitation of the admins).

Technoblade: Pure-blooded Brute piglin.

Previously, he lived in one of the thousands of bastions of the Primordial World, he grew up in it and defended it. Everything changed the first time he killed a player. Then he heard a heartbreaking scream full of agony in his head (Techno pushed the guy into the lava after blowing his head off with one precise blow). He backed away from the scene of the player's death, clutching his head in an attempt to muffle his scream. He waited a few more hours until the screaming died down. This is how he gained his first voice, and later lost it when he didn't have enough blood to keep all the voices strong (Much later, after Techno learned mojang thanks to the voices, Philza spoke about his code being warped and confused with the players' code lines. Philza called him special, called him the darling of the Universe, said that she gave him the opportunity to learn, and that he did not mind a companion on his journey).

Technoblade has participated in many events in this world, now he wants to rest a little.

[erissdoesart]

hi, wanted to pop in as a Venom-liker who brainrots on AUs made up in my own mind and share one in my head

woe, platonic omegaverse be upon ye

and Ash boy!

SO because the novel world and modern world are different worlds we can fuck with this concept

such as the omegaverse being non-existant, at best a fictional trope in the novel's world

but Ash's world wasn't as lucky, humans and hybrids alike suffer an additional layer of instincts piled ontop of every other set of instincts they already have, oh boy!

Vibe Check!! Soot lost his wife, his kids, and has been forced into enemy territory, contact and the service of another enemy right before Ash punted his soul out the body

Ash is very fucking aware of this eventually after transmigrating, and he could manage bottling his human and elytrian instincts even with how his instincts mourn his death, old life and (not his) hatchlings that never were

That would be if brother didn't also have omega instincts to deal with which in the worst way recognize Soot's loss of a wife and kids as Ash's loss of a partner and nestlings

Oh, and piled with the fact that the few friendships Wilbur Ash had are long gone, making for the loss of the few friends he was comfortable scenting with, and scenting is a social activity nessecey for health, and you have An Even More Unhealthy Omega

Also with the lack of people with any of the three dynamics thus scents those dynamics produced, Ash is #unnerved as he can't read people like before and major social elements such as scents, pheromones, and noises unique to dynamics and seperate from hybrids and humans is completely lost to everyone but him

So now on top of being on edge 24/7, Ash is bordering shock, health complications of his dynamic and other needs being neglected, and oh yeah don't omegas have heats??

Depends on how we treat heats, like does Ash start not having heats for this period of time due to how bad his health is, or does his heats become worse than a healthy heat should be, nuking his higher thought with a lethal fever as he keens and his scent begs for anyone with a dynamic to bring him into their pack so he can feel safe

and what would be more interesting is how people react to Wilbur's dynamic without any context of Dynamics

"Like what's with the new perfume he's wearing and where did he get it, what message is he trying to convey to the Empire or others?

non-snake noises and reactions are kind of odd too"

Now imagine if depsite the lack of dynamics, the messages pheromones conveyed still reached people?

Theseus can just-- tell that Wilby's a good man and really just wants to cuddle and ruffle his hair (scenting the nestling, baby needs it) ((indignant techno and dadza noises))

Meanwhile Techno, Philza and the staff can't explain the way their shoulders locks, how they subtly still and are suddenly a wee more paranoid around Duke Soot, but Snake are devious things and it must be their gut instinct knowing such deep down

(no bitches, Ash is an omega scared of everyone and you inherently social pack animals are reacting to his scared-pheromones subconciously treating them as a warning from a fellow human/hybrid that there's danger near by)

(Techno reacts the worst to Wilbur's scared pheromones because Wilbur instinctually reacts the worst to his maybe-future-killer's presence making those meetings the times where Wilbur and those around him are the most paranoid)

brain melted lol

idk how to connect these but after the Dark SBI'ing and all that the castle would end up in a whole new schedule where whenever it's Wilbur heat time the entire place is on strict lockdown because biologically mandated fevers demanding cuddles will do that to the Royal Family's instincts

no pressure on asnweing this ask btw, especially if the omegaverse isn't your thing or you know nothing about it

Ngl idk how to respond

My main problem is, this is such a fun idea? I could see myself enjoying it, heck, enjoyed reading this!

But how in the fresh hell one would go about conflict resolution here

I'm baffled and dismayed. Good au anon, good au

And thanks for enjoying my work!