lullaby_for_u
Fandoms
- Dream SMP (1)
- QSMP | Quackity SMP (1)
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Phil and Missa watch the sunset after spending their day as a family. They actually just watch eachother.
He turns away from the sun when he feels Missa's fingers trace shapes on top of his hand, and looks at the other's face. Phil can't help a soft smile when Missa turns as well and sees the gesture returned tenfold. They're both quiet, and it's unusual after listening to so much of eachother's excited blabbering, but Missa suddenly chuckles and it's the only sound Phil wants to hear till the end of his life.
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- Tommy?
Boy quickly turned around, trying to find who did the voice come from. For couple seconds he was just standing in the centre of a room in silence... then harshly squeezed into the wall, noticing two eyes right on the concrete wall in front of him.or basically Tommy appears in a weird fantasy place with a marionette as a companion and a person that controls it.
Recent bookmarks
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Won the War, Lost the Peace by bargainbinbasil
Fandoms: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
05 Aug 2021
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If he acted like he was fine, then he was fine. Plain and simple.
What a ridiculous lie that was.
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size too small by carkiofkis
Fandoms: ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 | JoJo no Kimyou na Bouken | JoJo's Bizarre Adventure
14 Jul 2021
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It’s an ugly feeling, to lie by omission, and Josuke feels sick with it, feels it turning the air sour and rotten every time he speaks to the people who deserve an honesty he can’t bring himself to give them.
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You Can Still Win, Just Gotta Be Faster by tryingtheirbestpacito
Fandom Minecraft (Video Game), QSMP | Quackity SMP
19 Apr 2026
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(Title a lyric from Milk Carton by Madilyn Mei)
A qsmp au where I draw inspiration from the EGGS being lab experiments and the parents trying to keep them alive ;)
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Missa tried to bury his face in his hands. “I’m useless! I wanted to make something to remind you of home, but I fucked it all up.”
Phil’s gaze wandered from the blackened burnt something in the pan to Missa in his arms.
“Oh, Missa- I am home. With Chayanne, Tallulah and with you. That’s where my home is.”
“But the food-”
“Let me tell you a secret…I don't even like fish and chips that much.”
“No?”
“Yeah,” Phil cradled his cheeks, forcing him to meet his gaze. “It’s just too much vinegar for me.”
Finally, Missa cracked his first real smile of the evening, even if he was still sniffling slightly.
“Philzaaaa,” he muttered. “You’re so good to me.”“I’m your husband. If I’m not good to you, feel free to make me sleep on the couch.”
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Or: Missa wants to thank Phil for everything he does for the family by cooking him something that will remind him of home. Just his luck, everything goes wrong - and it gets worse before it gets better.
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- Part 5 of eli's qsmp fics
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“This is what happens when mortals steal from gods, crow,” the King snides, narrowing his eyes as he clenches the fist tight. “Now, quiet down. I think it’s about time I’ve rested, now that you’re out of the picture.”
Somewhere in his monologue, the King doesn’t pick up footsteps somewhere behind them -- but Phil does. His ear feathers twitch.
A soft voice calls out, “Phil?”
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A self-imposed exile leads to a reunion.