No Thoughts, Just Phoenix!Tommy. Like After He Lost His Final Life He Came Back As A Fully Realized Phoenix.

No thoughts, just Phoenix!Tommy. Like after he lost his final life he came back as a fully realized phoenix.

MmMmmM more thoughts later

Days later edit:

As soon as Tommy awakes he’s engulfed in a blast of flames accompanied by the stench of burnt blood, as huge fire-colored wings emerged, dark red with a fire color fade tail feathers solidify from flames and smoke, socks and shoes are torn as razor sharp talons grow and the anatomy shifts to resemble a birds foot, fingernails grow into sharp claws. But he’s clumsy and awkward at this point, he’s not used to the wings or talons. Once he’s free of Pandora’s Vault he learns how to accommodate his new limbs, eventually learning how to fly.

In his new form he’s basically a space heater, he’s warm to the touch and his feathers are warmer to touch than his skin. So you’ll often find Michael sleeping in Tommy’s lap(after Ranboo and Tommy make sure Michael wouldn’t get burned of course) Tommy will often drape his wings over Tubbo or you’ll find Tommy cocooned in his wings(he can’t get cold anymore but the warmth is wonderful). He also takes Michael out for flights, it took a lot of work to convince Ranboo and Tubbo that this was safe, the two made Tommy wear a baby-carrier to put Michael in.

I’m back on my angst bullshit!

This time it’s Phil and Techno!

The Mama Puffy and Duckling!Dream fic is coming I’m just super nervous about writing something when I know it’s no longer just me reading it, but the fic is coming!

I still have the original fic I wrote for this idea, it’s finished, if anyone wants to see it. Be warned, it’s super angsty!

But onto the Anarchy Duo!

Since Philza has wings, the elytra, I imagine he’s a winged shapeshifter. I imagine he can shapeshift his wings from bug-like wings to feathered wings depending on what’s needed. In more summery environments his wings are Eyltron Beetle wings and in wintery environments his wings are feathered. He can also change them at will. Yes this is important.

I was listening to BeetleBug’s Edge of the World a while ago and got inspired and wrote a mini fic. I decided to include it in the Mama Puffy fic with a few changes so it fits better.

I’m imagining Dream attacking Philza because Dream decides the AAC is a threat to his power. Based off the song, Dream tosses Phil off of this ledge/cliff thing before disappearing like the cryptid he is. Phil is laying in the snow, injured, and making a loud keening sound, like an injured bird. Techno hears, comes running, and immediately panics upon seeing him bleeding into the snow.

Gods, imagine Techno, stern, scared of nothing Techno, losing his composure because he doesn’t want to lose Phil. He doesn’t want another person he loves to die. Imagine Phil, barely conscious, trying to comfort Techno, and even though he’s in extreme pain, because he’s a dad.

Later on, Techno attacks Dream on sight but then Puffy jumps in the way, blocking the hit with her shield while Dream runs off. An argument ensues, Puffy standing her ground against Techno, who towers over her. She won’t back down and as things get more intense, Phil limps over, silencing them both. He understands Puffy’s insistence on saving her son despite what anyone thinks, but he also understands how hurt and worried Techno is. He’s a dad after all.

Imagine Phil calming Techno down, urging him to open up a little, it’s not his responsibility to protect Phil even if Techno thinks otherwise. This tiny, bandaged up man, cupping Techno’s face in his hands, calming this mountain of a hybrid as he leans down to Phil’s level.

Puffy and Phil bonding because their both parents of some awfully trouble kids. Puffy swearing to Techno, like kneeling with her sword planted in the ground kinda swearing, that she’ll protect everyone. Gotta love BAMF Puffy.

Kids, come get your juice!

This is a first draft blurb of the story I’m writing based of my recent SMP post and it’s very late where I live so sorry if this is bad. Also this is the first time I’ll be posting my writing publicly anywhere so please don’t kill me.

Puffy quickly drew her sword and wiped around, as if second nature, she shifted into a defensive stance. Her eyes were locked onto the nearby underbrush.

“I know you’re there, come out!”

Slowly the forms of George, Sapnap, and Skeppy exited the dense brush. They were geared up, their armor and weapons clanking quietly, the enchantments making them shimmer. Puffy’s grip on her sword grew tighter, she wasn’t going to let anyone stop her from saving her son

“If you’re here to stop me, you’ve got another thing coming.”

Reblog Part 2: Electric Boogaloo.

I don’t have any fic recs about this idea but I’m very tempted to write one myself. Stay tuned cause it might be very soon, I’ve been backhanded by the inspiration faerie.

Y’all remember when everyone called Puffy Dream’s mom? Yeah let me elaborate on that.

Could you imagine Puffy in denial that her little baby, her little duckling, is a monster? Could you imagine her finally coming to terms with it, her taking up a sword against him? Her joining the rebellion to dethrone the son she loves so dearly.

But then the gang discovers Dream has been possessed for a very long time, a Dreamon and its host, now they set out to find out a way to separate them. After finding a way to do so a huge battle ensues and Puffy is the one to separate the Dreamon from Dream.

Imagine her, battered and bruised, stumbling to the center of a huge crater where her little duckling lays. She calls out “Son?” As she gets closer, Dream looks up, mask cracked, “Mom?”. Puffy runs to him, gathering her son in her arms, “I’m here, I’m here.” “You’re okay, you’re okay.”

Is this my desperate need for positive physical affection? Is this my touch-starved state speaking? Maybe. I was just chilling in my room thinking bout Mama Puffy than B O O M angst.

This is important and completely true, a quick google check will tell you everything if you want to see. It took me, no sh*t, 5 seconds to fact check

White supremacy and colonization really forced that male/female binary onto so many communities, lands, and cultures, huh?

More Dream SMP Headcanons. This time it’s Technoblade.

-Techni is a piglin hybrid. His lower canines are rather big, they poke out of his mouth, like mini tusks. They don’t impread his speech because he’s had them all his life. Pale pink skin, his hair is slightly darker version of an overworld pig’s skin. Pig hooves, long tail with floof at the end. Five fingers, normal hand structure except for the tough hoof-claws on his fingers. From the middle joint of his fingers up is his hoof-claws.

-Lots of jewelry, his fancy crown, a jewelry cuff on his tail, bedazzled with gems like the ones on his crown. Earnings and earing chains hangs from his ears. He wears a few gold and silver rings, studded with precious gems.

-His eyes are blue but with his mask on his eyes are a solid yellow.

-Long hair, stops just at the base of his tail, usually in a braid. When his hair is up in one central braid he has a smaller braid that hangs down below and behind his right ear, tied to the end is one of Philza’s feathers. Even when his hair is down that extra braid is there. He even adds a braid behind his left ear, a small disc shaped bead attached the band holding the braid together but he removed it when Tommy and Technoblade split.

-He’s huge, really tall, broad shoulders, skinny but muscular. I’d say about 7’3, man is imposing, even more so with the cloak and armor making him look even bigger.

-His pig mask has built in glasses lenses, when it’s off he wears regular glasses. Black frames, real simple.

-Plenty of scars. He’s done a lot of fighting.

-He was found by Philza when he was about four, a group of adventures wanted to kill lil piglin hybrid Techno. When Wilbur was born the lil guy, being the child of a fae and a shapeshifter, he shapeshifted to look like Techno. They’re “twins”.

-When Techno was in his teens he decides to strike out on his own to discover his place in the world. During his travels discovers a small nation, immediately faces discrimination for being a hybrid, a piglin hybrid to make it worse. He enters the big fighting tournament he wins his crown. He then takes down said corrupted government, cementing his anarchist ways.

-Like in my Ranboo post, Techno also found little Ranboo, taught him to fight, gave him a crown, and they went separate ways. Techno continuing his nomadic warrior wandering.

-His travels yield experience, both worldly and fighting, scars, and a ferocious reputation.

Antarctic Anarchist Commune:

-Techno will curl up by the fire place and reads. Phil will often join him.

-Everyone in the AAC have a personalized AAC sigil. Techno’s has boar tusks jutting out from under it.