#Soulless Fawn AUs

[soullessfawn]

In Every Life Time, I Fail

Phil was cursed a very long time ago with immortality after killing the End Dragon, with her death he was granted what she could never have before that fated day, an end to her existence. With her wings attaching themselves to his back transforming him into a feathery winged creature, half human half immortal, Phil will forever no the pain of living too long of a life.

At first he never even noticed, going back to his wife and kissing her on the cheek, pride in her eyes at the tales he spins of his battles, but soon that smile started to winkle, like any persons does as they age.

Phil loved it just the same, that smile, it only started to hurt him when he realized the winkles on his face were missing. Phil kept looking young, his wife getting older and older, until she dies, leaving him behind.

The wings weren’t enough anymore, he wanted to see that smile again, but she’s forever locked away from him. Phil would trade a hundred flights he took with her in his arms to be able to join her in the after life, but no matter who he prayed too, his fate was sealed.

Phil knew there were many names to the End Dragon, yet he never wondered why.

He never thought about how they changed form woman to man, from beast to beast, that they isolated themselves in a dimension outside of time itself at the end of the universe.

It’s only hundreds of year after when Phil looks I’m the mirror, does he realize who the Ender Dragon truly was. She was a mortal just like him once, going on a great adventure to slay the End beast and just like Phil had, she fell for it, the curse moving to her when she killed her predecessor.

Phil took to travelling the land, doing good in hopes that he’d find a way to break the curse, instead Phil found a man who could hear the voices of blood and vengeance themselves.

Techno was a weird man, the sort of man who wouldn’t ask questions as to why Phil never seemed to age, had wings that were black as the void and smelled like star dust, the sort of man Phil could find happiness in. They travelled the world together, Techno wasn’t immortal but he was far from a mortal man, always hiding his face beneath a pig mask.

Phil found this out one day, when a stray arrow got him in the chest, this was before Techno knew of his immortality, so as Phil collapsed to the ground not able to move, Techno thought he was dead.

That night Phil witnessed why people feared Technoblade and why his voices named him Blood God.

Techno was a beast just like Phil was, but instead of one born from the death of another, Techno was born from the blood of the living and suffering, as long as blood flowed through his veins, Techno could transform into a monstrous boar stronger then any man.

That night Techno’s true nature was revealed and Phil’s was, but the blonde was more focused on the black mail he now had on the other.

“You cried!” Phil would chuckle, patting a sulking Techno on the shoulder. “Awww mate, you really do care about me!”

After that, Phil found a boy with brown hair and a love for the people. Wilbur, a scrawny thing you’d think would die from the softest winds, but somehow survived the many winters Phil housed him.

Wilbur was Phil’s son in everything but blood, then came Tommy, then Tubbo. Soon enough the boys set off, all to soon if Phil had to say, but in hind sight Phil would have preferred it ended there.

L’manburg was a country he watched his own son build, then die for.

By his hand…

Phil would never forgive himself for that.

“Please!” Phil screamed into the night, the Tundra winds freezing him. He would have died out here due to the cold if it wasn’t for his curse. “Take me instead! Let Wilbur live! Let him live!”

Some of Phil’s wings faded to a dark grey and Wilbur woke up in his bed the morning after, a mad man who’s seen death and walked away from it.

After the fall of the country, Phil left, Techno hot on his heels like he had always been.

The man was older, Phil could tell, even after all these thousands of years, time was never one there side. “I think I’m going to go.” Techno, his old friend, said one night over a warm bowl of soup.

“Go where?” Phil asked, oblivious at the time. “The voices needing entertainment—“

“Not like that.” Techno cut him off, humming. The man was looking out the window, hair tied up in a loose bun, colour freckled with grey. His face was wrinkled, his knees ached, Techno hasn’t fought in a battle since L’manburg times. “I’m going to visit your wife.”

Then it clicked, yet by this time death was meaningless to Phil. Everyone but this one, it seemed. “It’s that time already?” Phil whispered.

Techno nodded, smiling. “I’m not gone yet, old man, I still have a few more years.”

A couple of years later, Phil was invited to an island resort. The QSMP, whatever that was.

He should ah e known his bad luck would follow him.

Phil met new people, reunited with Wilbur, Quackity, Tubbo, Niki…

He became a dad to two lovely kids named Chayanne and Tallulah, it was perfect.

Until they went missing.

“Please come back…” Phil cries, eyes gazing out of the birdcage he was trapped inside. “Before I outlive you both while stuck in here.”

[feudalconnection]

Term 2 2023 Winners!!

As always, us mods here at FeudalConnection want to give a huge thank you to everyone who participated in the Second Term 2023 Inuyasha Fandom Awards! Your participation and support for this fandom is simply incredible!

As a reminder, the winners have evolved into First, Second, and Third place awards. We are allowing ties for first place winners, rather than go into a run off period.

- For categories with up to four nominations, a First place banner will be awarded to the winner.

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And now, without further delay, here we are!

Winners for Term 2 2023 Inuyasha Fandom Awards, hosted by FeudalConnection!

Best Action/Adventure Fiction

First Place: “Anti-Hero” by @lavendertwilight89 Second place: “Legacy” by @fandomobsessions016

Best AU/AR Fiction

First place: “The Unfortunate Queen” by @elkonigin Second place: “Demons and DJs” by @thisdumbbitchcantspell / MenacingMenace (AO3) Third place: “All in the Gang” by @moon-ion / thetroll (AO3)

Best Canon Universe Fiction

First place: “Mercury’s in Gatorade” by @clearwillow / BrigidTheFae (AO3) Second place: “Zephyr” by @mrfeenysmustache / AshMish111 (AO3)

Best Angst Fiction

First place: “Lethe” by @elkonigin Second place: “Made to Order” by @chiaztolite

Best Dark Fiction

First place - “The Progenitor” by @moon-ion / thetroll (AO3)

Best Drama Fiction

First place: “Soulless” by @witchygirl99 Second place: “Letters Through Time” by @cat-zchen Third place (tie): “Crave” by Latenightdevilx (AO3) Third place (tie): "Higurashiton” by @theladymagnolia / LadyMagnolia (AO3)

Best Humor/Parody Fiction

First place: “Code Hanyou” by @shikonstar / BitterNovember (AO3) Second place - “Glowing in the Dark” by @cat-zchen

Best NSFW Fiction

First place: “Uncharted Territory” by @chiaztolite Second place: “My Brother’s Bestfriend” by @keichanz Third place: “Atelier” by CloudsCloudlet (AO3)

Best Oneshot Fiction

First place: “Sometimes a Snuggle is Exactly What We Need” by @neutronstarchild Second place: “The Last Time” by @goshinote

Best Character Portrayal Fiction

First place: “Mail Tampering” (Inuyasha) by @shikonstar / BitterNovember (AO3) Second place: “Fragments” (Sesshoumaru) by @sereia1313 / Sereia13 (AO3) Third place: “In Too Deep” (Kagome) by @sagemcmae

Best InuKag Romance Fiction

First place: “The Half-Breed’s Wife” by @gypsin / Gypsyn (AO3) Second place: “Paint Me a Picture” by @neutronstarchild & @ruddcatha

Best SessKag Romance Fiction

First place: “For Your Attention” by @witchygirl99

Best Romance Fiction

First place: “Only You, Sango” by @skyelara

Best Fluff Fiction

First place: “First Impressions” by @mamabearcat Second place (tie): “Potpourri” by @uissuteffu Second place (tie): “Sick of This S@*%” by @fawn-eyed-girl

Best Serial Fiction

First place: “No Other Way” (InuKag chapters) by @somekndofnature

Best Ficlet

First place (tie): “Hold Me Dear Into the Night” by @hyylia First place (tie):  “Tranquility” by @cherisenae

Best Antagonist Portrayal Fiction

First place: “Guardian” (Ryuukotsusei) by @ruddcatha

Best Completed Fiction

First place: “Swimming in Jade” by @lavendertwilight89 Second place - “Demons and DJs” by @thisdumbbitchcantspell / MenacingMenace (AO3)

Best Action/Adventure Fanart

First place: “Unnamed” by @amlli

Best AU/AR Fanart

First place: “Phantom of the Opera” by @kalcia

Best Canon Fanart

First place: “Three years separation” by @len-barboza

Best Angst Fanart

First place: “✨ Brothers ✨” by @xtaisanax

Best Dark Fanart

First place: “He’s angery” by @brain-rot-hour

Best Humor/Parody Fanart

First place: “Magic in Bed” by @mamabearcat

Best Kiss Fanart

First place: “Welcome Home” by @katballesteros

Best Character Fanart

First place: “Kagura” by @rhapeseuhans Second place: “Naraku” by @soluryn

Best Duo/Pairing Fanart

First place: “Under the Moon” by @thepadawanartist

Best NSFW Fanart

First place: “A Bit of Naked Inuyasha” by @kalcia Second place: “Mermaid Service” by @sayuri-liu

Best InuKag Romance Fanart

First place: “記念日おめでとう” by @len-barboza

Best SessKag Romance Fanart

First place: “You and Me After All” by @thepadawanartist

Best Romance Fanart

First place: “Gift Exchange” by @izakimi Second place: “Leap of Faith” by @ashleys-canvas

Best Group Depiction Fanart

First place: “Happy Mother’s Day!” by @eliza-faust-diary Second place: “Oh Brother (Part 2)” by @mama-ino

Best Doujinshi

First place: “The Last Days” by @liquidashesart

Best Redraw

First place: “Live” by @thunderpot

Best Lineart

First place: “Did I watch Inuyasha when i was 8” by @il---re

Best Overall Fanart

First place: “Under the Moon” by @thepadawanartist Second place: “Kikyo” by @purilly

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[bangtide]

any blogs you recommend for a yoonminnie? my tl is deprived and soulless 😭

firstly, it's your dashboard or dash, not tl! i've rbed some posts about using tumblr & will hunt down more, please check them out. i'll discuss army tumblr culture below the read more link.

a tour through my following list yields that nearly all the bangtan blogs i follow are inactive, lmfao. but for basic bangtan content, these were the go-to:

bts-trans (still active, just slow) bangtan (ia) audiorkive (active, but only for new releases) btstwtarchive (active) allforbts (ia, but posted all updates)

as for people and content, here's what i'd have to say about army tumblr culture vs twitter (esp my community there):

the big blogs are mostly gif makers (knjspjm & sugajimin are the two i follow who come to mind). gifs are rlly popular & reposting a gif is offensive.

the same for any sort of content. always give credit to original creators, translators, ect. it's also general practice to link to the source if sharing bangtan content, such as clips.

fic writers, rpf artists, ect are rarer than they used to be due to the porn ban in 2018 when a lot of users left.

but even when you do find them, rpf-heavy text posts (aus, fics, rpf-y fawning) have become unusual outside particular niches. nsfw even more so. most authors just post fics to ao3, and artists focus on art, so on so forth. this is the biggest difference from twitter.

that said, it shouldn't stop you. i'm of the opinion rpf-ing needs to be more visible to those who want to see it.

rpf on tumblr is separated from the real life boys. not perfectly, but more so than on twitter. you should consider tagging rpf-heavy posts & fics as rpf or an equivalent if you post abt it. (my tag for it is "fic-ish")

tumblr blogs are often just people vibing & engaging in what they feel like. even if they're dedicated to one fandom, other posts will show up (jokes, politics, discussion, art, other fandoms, ect), and usually people mix fandoms on one blog.

a lot of bangtan blogs on tumblr are multi group or cover k-pop as a whole.

most of them are sideblogs, meaning op has a main blog that they interact through (like me). this doesn't mean they're more active there.

fanwars between different group fandoms are regarded as incredibly stupid & if you engage in them you'll look very stupid. they don't really happen here anymore.

in general, if you start beef with another blog instead of just blocking and moving on you'll look stupid. fanwars of all kinds are not well-tolerated on tumblr.

solos are more common on tumblr & they're not evil. starting beef with them is also considered dumb. block & move on if you're bothered.

that doesn't mean you can't criticize what you see, but vociferously decrying specific people or subcommunities with no nuance is a bad look.

criticism or expressing negative/neutral opinions of bangtan, hybe/bh, their music, content, and even individual members is normal. some people use it as an excuse to pump their hateboner or go on tirades, but again, if it bothers you block & move on.

that said, reblogging with your addition if you have something insightful to respond with is normal. so is ranting about what you saw without naming anyone.

tumblr is in general a very anti-drama climate compared to twitter. people here truly do their own thing. there are exceptions, of course, but overall you live and let live.

tumblr is also EXTREMELY anti-clout compared to twitter. it's totally fine to talk about how much you like a blog, make a post looking for people to follow or mutuals, ect. making your own post promoting your stuff is even fine as long as it's earnestly about sharing your work. but most people hide their follower counts & don't fixate on visibility. going viral is considered a curse.

lastly, publicizing personal information as a prerequisite for interacting with someone is weird here. you don't need to have your age visible to everyone to follow nsfw blogs without being blocked, for example. minors may be sbed or blocked if op wants to, but not having a public age is normal. anonymity is valued.

@yoonminist is the og yoonmin blog here (another is sugainmycoffee). be warned if you follow me from twt, she's a vers fan. that sort of content rarely shows up on her page, though. using that to segue into another subject i wanted to cover briefly,

top vs bottom culture & discourse on tumblr is not as much of a thing as it is on twitter. this is in large part due to the lack of nsfw + tumblr's overall anti-drama culture, but a lot of rps blogs here genuinely don't care either way. that lends its own issues--namely, the same old underlying sentiments that caring about top/bottom content in a meaningful way is silly, bad, ect & ignorance of how viciously certain communities have been bullied over it + favoring certain flawed but popular narratives. it's similar to twitter but less skewed in favor of one over the other, and vers fans usually do sincerely like it all (as opposed to labeling themselves vers but only engaging with one trope consistently).

crash course concluded.

[chocolatte-and-despair]

Can you give me a link to the list of every single character that you made please? I have to scroll for a long time to find it...

((I constantly add new characters to my list, so just because you don’t see your AU or character on this list doesn’t mean you shouldn’t go ahead and request the character! I’m always excited to add new things! So, go ahead, and ask for characters that might not be on here!))

UNDERTALE:

* Sans/Undertale Sans ‘ The Judge ‘ -

* Papyrus/Undertale Papyrus ‘ The Liar ‘  -

* Gaster/Undertale Gaster ‘ The Forgotten Scientist ‘ -

* Grillby/Undertale Grillby ‘The Bartender ‘ -

* Toriel/Undertale Toriel 'The Caretaker' -

* Asgore/Undertale Asgore 'The Previous King' -

* Alphys/Undertale Alphys ' The anxious scientist ' -

* Undyne/Undertale Undyne ' Captain of the royal guard ' -

* Flowey/Undertale Flowey ' The soulless monster ' -

* Bratty/Undertale Bratty ' The friendly crocodile ' -

* Catty/undertale Catty ' The chatty cat ' -

* Lady/Snowdin shopkeeper ' the cheerful shopkeeper from snowdin ' -

* Chara/Undertale Chara ' The vengeful ghost ' -

* Asriel/Undertale Asriel ' The crybaby heir ' -

* Frisk/Undertale Frisk ' the monster ambassador ' -

* Mickey/Undertale Monster Kid ' The Undyne Fan ' -

* Ginger/Undertale Burgerpants -

UNDERFELL:

* Red/Underfell Sans ‘ The Sentry’  -  

* Boss/Underfell Papyrus ‘The Guard Captain’  -  

* Aster/Underfell Gaster ‘ The Failed Scientist ‘ -

* Firefly/Underfell Grillby ‘ The Cold Flirt ‘ -

* Ursa/Underfell Toriel 'The Caretaker of the Catacombs' -

* Tenor/Underfell Asgore ' The Tyrant' -

* Laguna/Underfell Alphys ' The mad scientist ' -

* Currant/Underfell Undyne ' The cruel captain ' -

* Dessy/Underfell Chara ' The demon who brought despair underground ' -

* Daffodil/Underfell Flowey ' The frightful flower ' -

* Fawn/Underfell Frisk ' The genocidal freak ' -

* Penny/Underfell Monster Kid ' The moody teenager ' -

* Tuscan/Underfell Asriel ' The obsessive prince ' -

UNDERSWAP:

* Lucky/Underswap Sans ‘ The Manipulator’  -  

* Stretch/Underswap Papyrus ‘ The Puppet ‘   -  

* Dings/Underswap Gaster ‘ The RiverMan ‘ -

* Peachy/Underswap Grillby 'The bubbling bakery owner'

* Pepper/Underswap Mutter ' The quiet Bartender' -

* Cinnamon/Underswap Chara ' The Two-Faced savior ' -

* Tawny/Underswap Asriel ' The friendly town guide ' -

* Buttercup/Underswap Frisk ' The lost princess ' -

* Periwinkle/Underswap Monster Kid ' The current monster prince ' -

SWAPFELL:

* Razz/Swapfell Sans ‘ The Lord ‘ -  

* Mutt/Swapfell Papyrus ‘ The Wild Dog’  -

* Ebony/Swapfell Toriel ' The unstable Queen' -

* Marigold/Swapfell Asgore ' The Unstable Caretaker' -

* Fuschia/Swapfell Alphys -

* Rosewood/Swapfell Undyne -

* Pitch/Swapfell Chara ' The Cheerful ambassador ' -

* Cobalt/Swapfell Asriel ' The quiet town guide ' -

* Chartreuse/Swapfell Frisk ' The domineering prince ' -

* Peacock/Swapfell Monster Kid ' The prideful princess ' -

FELLSWAP:

* Blackberry/Fellswap Sans ‘ The WannaBe Guard ‘ -

* Patch/Fellswap Papyrus ‘ The Loyal Pet ‘ -

* Sunny/Fellswap Grillby ‘ The Poisonous Bakery Owner ‘ -

* Mahogany/Fellswap Chara ' The temperamental fallen human ' -

* Flaxen/Fellswap Asriel ' The bored town guide ' -

* Canary/Fellswap Frisk ' The good-hearted Lost Spirit ' -

* Jade/Fellswap Monster Kid ' The frightful princess ' -

FELLSWAP GOLD:

*Merlot/Fellswap Gold Sans ' The bad wine expert wannabe ' -

*Mochaccino/Fellswap Gold Papyrus ' The coffee addict ' -

HORRORTALE:

* Hickory/Horrortale Sans ‘ The Butcher ‘ -

* Tatters/Horrortale Papyrus ‘ The Cannibal ‘ -

* Lilac/Horrortale Toriel - 

* Vile/Horrortale Grillby 'The starving bartender'

* Trigger/ Horrortale Undyne ' The Fallen Queen ' -

* Widow/Horrortale Muffet ' The Black Widow ' -

STORYSHIFT:

* Toffee/Storyshift Chara ‘ The Guard ‘ -

* Plum/storyshift Asriel ‘ The Captain’s Son ‘ -

* Pebble/Storyshift Frisk ' The one who will free them all ' -

* Moss/Storyshift Monster Kid ' The village boy ' -

* Cantaloupe/Storyshift Papyrus -

* Skyblue/Storyshift Sans ‘ The King ‘ -

ASYLUMTALE:

* Delta/Asylumtale Sans ‘ The Maniac ‘ -

* Daisy/Asylumtale Alphys 'The therapist' -

OVERTALE:

* Sam/Overtale Sans 'The Boy-Next-Door' -

* Audrey/Overtale Papyrus 'The eccentric mascot' -

* Sapphire/Overtale Frisk ' The friendly goat monster ' -

* Oliver/Overtale Monster Kid ' The curious neighborhood teenager ' -

OUTERTALE:

* Bumblebee/Outertale Flower ' The worrisome flower ' -

* Midnight/Outertale Sans ‘ The Star Fanatic ‘ -

*  Marrow/Outertale Papyrus ‘ The Earth Fanatic ‘ -

DELTARUNE:

* Kris/Deltarune Kris  -

* Susie/Deltarune Susie  -

TRICKSTERTALE:

* Sugarberry/Trickstertale Swap!Sans ' The eccentric Trickster ' -

OUTCODES:

* Glitch/Error! Sans 'The destroyer' -

* Palette/Ink! Sans 'The creator' -

* Night/Nightmare! Sans 'The bringer of nightmares' -

* Starry/Dream! Sans 'The bringer of gentle dreams' -

* Sansy/Fresh! Sans 'The parasite' -

* Coral/Shattered Dream -

* Iris/Fresh! Chara -

* Fern/Mafia!Dream  ' The Optimistic Detective ' -

* Onyx/Mafia!Nightmare  ' The Pessimistic Detective ' -

* Sangria/Mafia!Ink  ' The soulless detective ' -

* Chiffon/Mafia!Error  ' The guilty Detective ' -

* Berry/Strawberry Nightmare ' The positive nightmare ' -

* Arctic/Snake!Dream!Sans ' The positive snake protector ' -

* Anchor/Snake!Nightmare!Sans ' the negative snake guardian ' -

* Sky/Outcode Underswap Sans ' The last star sans ' -

* Coral/Shattered Dream -

* Raven/Killertale Sans -

* Blueprints/Error! Underswap Sans -

BITTIES:

* Tortilla/ Pup Bitty -

* Denim/Sansy Bitty ' The lazy bitty ' -

* Pistachio/Sansy Naga Bitty ' The peaceful snake bitty ' -

* Jam/Edgy bitty -

* Navy/Baby blue bitty -

ECHO SANSES:

* Echo/Echotale Sans ‘ The PlayBoy’  -

* Heather/Echofell Sans -

* Juniper/Echoswap Sans - 

ECHO PAPYRUSES:

* Green/Echotale Papyrus ‘ The BookWorm’  -

DUST SANSES:

* Solaris/Dusttale Sans ‘ The Murderer ‘ -

DUST PAPYRUSES:

* Hound/Dustswapfell Papyrus 'The feeling addict' -

* Yammy/DustJar Papyrus -

* Bronze/Disbelief Papyrus -

* Sandstone/Dustbelief Papyrus -

* Squash/Dustswap Papyrus -

* Fog/Dusttale Papyrus

DUST ASRIELS:

* Carob/Dustshift Asriel -

HORROR GASTERS:

* Rust/horrorfell Gaster 'The man who speaks in screams ' -

* Carnal/Horrorswapfell Gaster ' The Pathetic RiverMan ' -

HORROR SANSES:

* Teddy/Horrorfell Sans 'The dusting butcher' -

* Cranberry/Horrorswap Sans 'The backstabbing maniac' -

* Bell/Horrorfellswap Sans 'The incompetent little helper' -

* Knight/Horrorswapfell Sans 'The Try hard protector' -

* Garnet/Horrorfellswap gold sans -

HORROR PAPYRUSES:

* Rottenberry/Horrorfell Papyrus ‘ The Mute ‘ -

* Pine/Horrorswap Papyrus ' The creepy Con Artist ' -

* Cedar/Horrorfellswap gold Papyrus -

HORROR ASRIELS:

* Umber/Horrorshift Asriel ' the broken down sentry ' -

HORROR CHARAS:

* Soot/Horrorshift Chara ' the protective Butcher ' -

LUST SANSES:

* Spice/Underlust Sans ‘ The Lover ‘ -

* Cotton/Lustswapfell Sans 'The Authoritative slut' -

* Candy/Lustfell Sans -

* Teal/Swaplust sans ' The innocent slut ' -

LUST PAPYRUSES:

* Sugar/Underlust Papyrus ‘ The Friend-With-Benefits ‘ -

* Lavender/Lustfellswap Papyrus 'The Affection seeker' -

* Marmalade/swaplust Papyrus -

LUST GRILLBYS:

* Cerulean/Lustfell Grillby 'The flirty bartender'

LUST TORIELS:

* Sepia/Lustfell Toriel - 

* Orchid/Horrorlust Toriel - 

ALTER SANSES:

* Eros/Altertale Sans 'The gentle giant' -

* Nebula/Alterswap Sans 'The benevolent ruler' -

DANCE SANSES:

*  Azure/Dancetale Sans 'The dancer' -

* Puffy/Danceswap Sans ‘ The Happy-Go-Lucky Dancer ‘ -

DANCE PAPYRUSES:

* Lyric/Danceswap Papyrus 'The jokester dance fanatic' -

* Tangerine/Dancetale Papyrus  -

OUTER SANSES:

* Comet/Outerswap Sans 'The Curious human fanatic' -

* Pluto/Outerfellswap Sans 'The strength fanatic' -

* Perseus/Outerswapfell Sans ' The rule follower ' -

* Cygnus/Outerfell Sans ' The eccentric dreamer ' -

STORY CHARAS:

* Cherry/Shiftfell Chara ‘ The Pet ‘ -

* Majesty/Shiftfellswap Chara ‘ The Captain Of Pride ‘ -

* Caramel/Storyswap Chara ' The friendly sentry-to-be ' -

STORY ASRIELS:

* Brash/Storyswapfell Asriel 'The absent minded sentry' -

* Ivory/Storyswap Asriel ' The laid-back sentry ' -

STORY PAPYRUSES:

* Bloodbath/Shiftfell Papyrus ‘ The Catacombs Caretaker ‘ -

MAFIA SANSES:

* Riffle/Mafiatale Sans ‘ The Mobster ‘ -

* Riggs/Mafiafell Sans 'The failing underling' -

* Slate/Mafiaswap Sans ‘ The Two-Faced ‘ -

* Mal/Mafiafellswap Sans ‘ The Malevolent Boss ‘ -

* Casanova/Mafiaswapfell Sans ' The Angry Boss ' -

* Grim/Mafiahorror Sans ' The Devoted follower ' -

MAFIA PAPYRUSES:

* Rose/Mafiatale Papyrus ‘The Right Hand ‘ -

* Whip/Mafiafell Papyrus ‘ The Boss ‘ -

* Slim/Mafiaswap Papyrus 'The blind follower' -

* Rus/Mafiaswapfell Papyrus ‘The Jack-Of-All-Trades ‘ -

* Slim/Mafiaswap Papyrus 'The blind follower' -

* Toots/Mafiafellswap Papyrus ' The kind follower ' -

* Dreary/Mafiahorror Papyrus ' The cowardly follower ' -

MAFIA GASTERS:

* Syrup/Mafiafellswap Gaster ‘The Spy ‘ -

* Chompers/Mafiahorror Gaster ‘The deceased Don’ -

* Admiral/Mafiafell Gaster ' The brutal Don ' -

* Basiliscus/Mafiatale Gaster ' The Collected Don' -

* Apricot/Mafiaswap Gaster  ' The cheerful informant ' -

* Sable/Mafiaswapfell Gaster ' The strict Don ' -

MAFIA CHARAS:

* Dove/Mafiafell Chara  ' The Apathetic heir ' -

* Sage/Mafiaswap Chara   ' The two-faced sweetheart ' -

SLAVE SANSES:

* Ardor/Slavetale Sans 'The catalyst' -

* Roxxy/Slavefell Sans  'The lovable pervert' -

* Ditzy/Slaveswap Sans  'The savant slave' -

* Wisteria/Slaveswapfell Sans 'The perfectionist' -

* Azalea/Slavefellswap Sans 'The housekeeper' -

* Mortis/SlaveDust Sans 'The loose canon' -

* Cassiopeia/SlaveOuter Sans 'The perfect prey' -

* Jaws/Slavehorror Sans 'The starving slave' -

SLAVE PAPYRUSES:

* Viper/Slaveswap Papyrus 'The skeptical slave' -

* Rogue/Slavefell Papyrus  'The reluctant slave' -

* Pup/Slaveswapfell Papyrus 'The perfect puppy' -

* Foxglove/Slavefellswap Papyrus 'The perfect lover' -

OVER SANSES:

* Frank/Overfell Sans 'The flirty mechanic' -

* Tommy/Overswap Sans 'The friendly donut shop owner' -

* Pierre/Overswapfell Sans 'The justice obsessed officer'

* Theodore/Overfellswap Sans 'The temperamental nurse'

* Flynn/Overhorror Sans 'The veteran'

* Angelo/OverLust Sans 'The insane cat gentleman'

* Daniel/OverOuter Sans 'The passionate astronomer'

* Tony/OverMafia Sans 'The typical dark backstory ex-mafiose'

OVER PAPYRUSES:

* Russel/Overswapfell Papyrus 'The child-loving kindergarden teacher'

* Tobias/Overfellswap Papyrus 'The helpless romantic'

* Whitley/OverLust Papryus 'The damsel in distress'

* Willow/OverMafia Papyrus 'The friendly rival'

BEAST SANSES:

* Spurce/Beasttale Sans ' The territorial Alpha ' -

BEAST PAPYRUSES:

* Shamrock/Beasttale Papyrus ' The Friendly Beta ' -

SNAKE SANSES:

* Charcoal/Snaketale Sans ' The chubby snake ' -

* Leather/Snakeswapfell Sans ' The territorial snake ' -

* Grease/Snakefell Sans ' The aggressive snake ' -

* Aquila/Outersnake sans ' the dreamy snake ' -

* Walnut/Snakeswap Sans ' The cheerful snake' -

* Crow/Dustsnake Sans ' the homicidal snake ' -

* Lapis/Altersnake sans  -

SIREN SANSES:

* Seafoam/Sirentale Sans ' The human-hating siren ' -

* Ocean/Sirenswap Sans ' The selfish siren ' -

* Seaweed/Sirenswapfell sans  -

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REAPER SANSES:

* Hades/Reapertale Sans - 

[ourloveisforthelovely]

Unplanned Attraction

A/n: This is a request for AO3. 

Request:  Original Request: Can you write a AU Apocalypse world Castiel from Season 13x22 where he traps Dean and Sam’s sister from they're world and she's his soulmate which makes him shocked.

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14923106

Words: 3,  248

Pairings: Alternate Cas x Reader, Cas x Reader

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Darkness....it was all that you could see! The last thing that you remembered was sneaking through the woods trying to find some intel on Michael's band of merry men. You were being as quiet as possible until something hit you hard on the head. Now here you sat handcuffed to a chair with blood pouring down the side of your face. “Wake up!” A voice you didn't know snapped. The thick German accent was enough to send a wave of fear through you. Now you knew that you wasn't safe with your brothers! You didn't move for a few moments until you felt the handcuffs being undone. “I told you to wake up! Where did you find her? Why did you bring her? She isn't who I asked for?”

The voice snapped and was followed by another voice clearly groveling for forgiveness. Finally, you were able to flutter your eyes open. As everything around you came into a focus a face you knew so well. “Cas?” He looked at you coldly before you made a dive at him and wrapped you arms around his shoulders. “Cas I have been so worried about you. Why are you dressed like a.....something out of World War 2? Aw hell, did Sam and Dean make you play Call of Duty again? You need to stop gambling with them!” “What are you talking about? Don't touch me!” The accent that came out of Cas made you stumble backwards. It was Cas that had had hurt you! Not your Cas....but whoever the man in front of you was! “Who are you?” You asked trying to get away. On the outside this was Cas….dressed as a Nazi.  Inside, you didn’t know what was going on. All that you knew was something weird was going on in bizarreo world!

It was hard looking at the angel that you loved in another dimension! Angel that you loved...such a funny sentiment. You loved him. He didn’t love you. From the time that Cas came to join your family, he all but made it clear that he wasn’t interested in you in more than a friendly manner. Now here was this alternate version screaming at you in German.

“For me to know and you not to worry about?”

Cas looked at you scowling.

“You’re with them aren’t you?”

You frowned.

“Them? Ah you mean those rebels. Yeah, I guess.”

He began to circle you. His blue eyes examining every inch of you. Part of you enjoyed the way that his eyes felt on you. Another part, was afraid!

“You're not from around here are you?”

He asked calmly. You shook your head.

“Nah, I'm from down the road and through a rift a bit.”

Cas chuckled at your comment before turning his back. From his exterior, he remained a calm and composed typical angel. Inside, he was going to pieces! Never in his many years had he met someone like you. It wasn't necessarily because you were a human. That was a negativity in itself! It was the fact that ever fiber of his being was going haywire looking at you! Everything around him felt....heavy. The air was heavy and stifling and suddenly his uniform was very warm.

Reaching up, Cas pinched the collar of his uniform hoping for some relief. When none came, he turned looking at the other angels in the room. They were looking at him curiously. Clearly they had never seen him act in such a manor before. The angels were used to cold as nails Cas that would torture and kill a human now here he was talking to this human.

He couldn't help but be confused! The feelings that he was feeling was not normal! How was he this over the moon for a woman that he didn't know anything about? How did he think that you were the most beautiful creature in creation! He had seen so many amazing things in his time on earth yet none of that added up to the beauty in front of him!

Turning he glared at the other angels.

“Leave us!”

He snapped. The angels didn't wait to be told a second time. They quickly walked out without a word leaving the two of you alone. He reached out healing the wound on your head as well as making your blood vanish.

“So are they off to pick on some poor defensiveness human?”

You asked. Deep inside you could hear Gabriel's warning from the day before.

“If you get caught, keep your trap shut!”

Your best friend knew you well. He knew that you would try to antagonize anyone who attempted to keep you against your will. What he didn't know was inside you were fawning over the angel in front of you. You, yourself, hated admitting that! What the hell were you thinking? This angel was your Cas. He didn't know you. He didn't care about how you felt or how your brothers would be devastated if something happened to you.

In your mind, you accused yourself of having some kind of Stockholm Syndrome.

“Stop acting like Belle. This isn't Beauty and the Best. Stop trying to add some “Disney-facation” to everything!”

Cas turned looking at you.

“What is Beauty and the Beast?”

Your eyes snapped up.

“Uh, you have movies here?”

Cas rolled his eyes.

“Of course darling, we all have lots of spare time to enjoy a film from time to time. What do you think?”

You didn't move as he approached you. As much as you wanted to stand firm and fight him, you wasn't. You were letting your Stockholm Syndrome go into full gear! If it was anyone but Cas you would have fought. You fought against Sam when he was soulless and against Dean when he was a demon. When they started their antics you put a stop to it! You didn't let them bully or intimidate you. Now here you stood, looking at the counterpart of the angel you loved and was totally useless.

“Its just a story. A fairy tell....about a girl kidnapped by a beast. Long story, short she falls in love with him and saves his life.”

Cas raised an eyebrow as his hands closed on your hips. He was breathing in your scent.

“You want me to be your beast?”

He growled. You swallowed, feeling your body beginning to moisten at his words.

“Well...I....”

Cas chuckled again.

“I have news for you, darling...I don't need saving!”

You gasped as his nose lowered to your neck gently nuzzling.

“It is you that needs saving but I don't think you want it. Most humans when I am near them their hearts are racing. Yours is strangely calm. You are so curious to me. I have never seen a human...like you. Something is so different and I can't place my finger on it.”

You fought the urge to smack him away instead going with the enjoyment of having something Cas like close. In your mind you were encouraging yourself to pretend that this was your Cas and he just developed some kind of role play fetish.

“Well I am pretty dandy.”

You said with a forced smile. The angel looked down at you with a less than pleased expression.

“You're very arrogant.”

You shrugged innocently.

“Sorry, its a family curse.”

Cas rolled his eyes again.

“I should wipe that smug smile off of that pretty face of yours.”

“You wouldn't though.”

You replied as he backed you against the wall. Cas wasted no time in cramming his body against yours. You gasped at the feeling that you had been dying for. Although it wasn't your Cas this still met your hungry wants.  

Cas groaned at how perfect your body molded against his. Were the stories true? It sure looked like it. Never in the millennia that Cas had been upon the earth did he think that he would find a soul mate but here you were. You were breathing heavily against his chest and without thinking, your fingers caressed his bare wrists.  

“Maybe I wouldn't. Maybe I want other things from you. Now there is only the question...are you good enough?”

He sneered. You swallowed. The expression on his face and the look in his eyes told you everything that he was thinking. You were his soulmate.

Now I have seen everything....

You muttered in your mind. The universe must have really hated you! Instead of giving you a Castiel that you knew, that your brother's knew, it gave you a Cas that would probably snap your neck.

“Now I wouldn't go and do that if you please me.”

His voice pulled you from your thoughts. He was reading your mind and heard everything!

“What do you want from me?”

“I think that is a rather stupid question. You know what I want now. If you really need me to elaborate I will. I never thought that soulmate business was true but here you are. Now I want to bond with you. I want to feel what that is like. You please me, you'll live. You don't...well we can get to that later.”

You knew the last part was a bluff. If you were his soulmate, he would never be able to kill you. Cas would be as good as dead.

It was stupid to even think of sleeping with this version of Cas. This was as dumb as sleeping with some random fucker that you had met in a bar. That hadn't stopped you in the past however. From the time that your Cas had turned you down, you were pulling a Dean and had been hooking up with random guys. Now you could at least fulfill your fantasies of sleeping with the angel.

Cas didn't give you much time to deny him. Snapping his fingers, he left you in only your bra and underwear. Ice cold blue eyes looked over your body. He seemed to be pleased enough with what he saw as he reached out and stroked his fingers in between your breasts.

“I have never wanted to sleep with a filthy human before but you are different. You are beautiful. Now lets get rid of these remaining clothes.”

He snapped his fingers again. This time he left you completely naked under his cold gaze. Instinctively you reached up to cover your breasts and placed one thigh over your most delicate of areas. Cas shook his head.

“No! Stop that!”

You froze under his gaze as he pulled your hand down.

“You cover yourself from me again I will punish you.”

Cas' eyes focused on the swells of your breasts as your hand went to your side. He looked pleased as his hands came up to cup your breasts. You swallowed as he pinched at tugged at your nipples. Can didn't let your body become used to the feeling too long. He removed his hand and stroked down your body.

You gasped as one of his rough hands stroked your folds. He raised an eyebrow before looking down at you.

“You are very wet. Shall I continue?”

It didn't matter if you said yes or no. You knew that he was going to have his way with you. The last thing that you wanted was for him to stop! You didn't want him to pull away. If his caresses stopped and he said he didn't want to have sex, you would probably beg him like a whore in heat.

“Pl...please.”

You whimpered. Cas grinned.

“I figured that you would say that. You humans and your lustful ways. Always looking for a cock to pierce that pretty pussy of yours. No other will touch you, do you understand?”

You whimpered a yes as he yanked your back against his chest. He spread your legs enough to put a leg between your legs. One arm remained locked around your middle as he bit down on your shoulder.

“Pleasure yourself.”

He hissed. You knew what he wanted. He wanted to be teased and you didn't care one bit to oblige.

You slowly began to rock your body against his thigh. Any form of friction would have been to die for! While you rubbed against him, you let your free hand caress your clit. Throwing your head back against his shoulder, you tried to bring yourself to orgasm.

You let your mind focus on the erotic situation in itself and the last thing on your mind was your Cas. Your mind was on the Cas behind you. This cold, vicious, brutal monster version of the man that you loved was demanding your attention.

“Don't come.”

He growled before slapping your hands away. Cas' fingers took the place of your own. Rough fingers massaged over your clit. He rubbed gentle circles before delivering a rough slap to your aching pussy.

“Cas, please.”

“Castiel.”

He growled. You swallowed as his hands began to resume massaging for a few moments longer. After making sure that you were relaxed enough, Cas increased his assault. Two fingers crammed their was into your entrance. He didn't give you a moment to adjust to the intrusion before curling his fingers and scissoring you to the edge of control.

“Castiel, please.”

You cried out. His laughter was cold. He liked watching you suffer! You were dying to come apart on him but he wasn't letting you. Controlling your orgasm, he didn't let you come. He would let you have all of the feelings of an coming orgasm but would never let it happen. When you got used to two fingers he added a third and slammed his fingers into your delicate body as hard as he could.

You, meanwhile, were a sobbing sweaty mess in his arms. The frustration of orgasm denial was driving you mad! You had never wanted to come so badly in your life and his angel was enjoying every moment of his torture.

“You're making a devil out of me.”

He growled. You moaned a moment longer before daring to look into his cold eyes.

“Then be an angel and let me come.”

He tilted his head a in a very Cas like fashion and for a moment you could have just came from the expression on his face.

“What fun would that be?”

Taking his fingers out of your body, he gave your pussy another slap.

“I want inside of you. I want to feel what bonding is all about.”

You wondered what position the angel would want? He didn't strike you as a missionary position kind of guy. So far he hadn't even let you touch him. Why would he put you in a position where you could run your hands over him. No matter how much your wanted to run your hands over his body; it wasn't going to happen.

As if answering your question, Cas slammed you face down onto a near by table.

“Stay down.”

He hissed before spreading your legs. You didn't dare move as you heard him undoing his belt and pants.

“You look so lovely  like this. If I could just keep you like this I would. I could take you whenever I wanted. I'm selfish, you'll come to see how possessive I can be.”

His whispered in your ear as leaned his body over yours. He remained on top of you a moment before he pushed himself inside of you. You cried out as he began to thrust violently.

“Yes, I can see why you human find this so pleasurable. You dirty girl.”

Cas grunted.  

The sound of something crashing outside made the two of you freeze mid fuck. Cas muttered a slew of curse words in what you guessed to be German. He snapped his fingers leaving the two of you fully dressed and back where you had been standing moments ago.

He pushed you behind him protectively. You knew not to mention this to him. He didn't seem like the kind of being who would enjoy you going gaga over a protective soulmate like gesture.  

“Stay quiet.”

He instructed as the door crashed open. You peaked out from under his arm to see none other then your Cas and brothers on the other side. They didn't look the least bit happy at the alternate version of Cas and yourself.

“Get away from her!”

Dean growled before starting to march over and defend his little sister from some soulless prick that kidnapped her! Your Cas reached out stopping him dead in his track.

“No Dean. Take Sam and wait outside. I've got this.”

You knew that Dean didn't like it. Dean hated  “waiting” out a good fight. He reluctantly did as he was told and followed Sam outside.

“So you think you can come here and play hero? You aren't taking her from me.”

AU Cas hissed. He reached out yanking your roughly into his arms. His fingers dug into the flesh of your arms hard enough to leave bruises. You, meanwhile, looked between the two versions of Cas carefully.

Your Cas looked livid. Never in your relationship had you seen that look in his eyes. When AU Cas kissed you possessively you could see your Cas' eyes begin to glow.

“Stop! Please. Both of you stop.”

You gasped. AU Cas pushed you away from him; almost sending you tumbling to the floor.

“Wait outside, darling.”

He extended the last part of darling so your Cas could catch every syllable. You didn't wait to be told twice before following your brother's lead.

When you were gone, your Cas narrowed his gaze venomously on the alternate version of himself.

“You better not have touched her.”

The alternate version of himself smiled and began to laugh.

“You mean not touch our soulmate? Your a fool. I almost claimed her. A few more thrusts and she would have been mine. Its funny, you have had her for all of this time and you never touched her. I've known her for such a short amount of time and I couldn't resist her.”

Cas tried to ignore the taunts of the alternate version of himself. He wanted nothing more than to kill him and end it  all. Taking a few deep breaths the jealous rage in him hit a new level. Racing forward, Cas slammed his counterpart against the wall and placed the angel blade to his chest.

“Of course I have wanted to touch her. But she deserves better and that is why I respect her unlike you. Now that I know that you have attempted to claim her....I have to do this.”

Cas didn't give his alternate versions a chance to speak before ramming the angle blade into his chest. Looking away as the bright light of a dying angel entered the room, he plotted what was to say to you. Would you understand? What if you really wanted that horrible version of himself that was now no more? All Cas knew was he was wrong to deny you when you told him that you loved him. If he would have accepted his fate and taken you as his soulmate this wouldn't be happening.

The angels only thought now was....is it too late?

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@greenappleeyes

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@tas898

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[ao3feed-crimeboys]

Scarlet Cheeks

by Soulless_Fawn

Tommy was used to the protective nature of his crew mates. It comes with living in a space where everywhere you look is danger looking for it’s prey. Plus with being the only human on a ship full of aliens that can literally body slam you into a coma, protectiveness comes with the job description.

But is all his years he never thought they’d freak over a natural body function. Literally, do these people know nothing about human biology?

Wait, he forgot, they don’t. Welp—

Words: 3917, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of 🥀2022🪓

Fandoms: Dream SMP - Fandom, Minecraft (Video Game)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo, Wilbur Soot, Floris | Fundy, Niki | Nihachu, Badboyhalo - Character

Relationships: Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Floris | Fundy & TommyInnit, Niki | Nihachu & TommyInnit, Tommyinnit & Badboyhalo

Additional Tags: TommyInnit-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Human TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Alternate Universe - Aliens, Humans are space orcs, Alternate Universe - Space, Outer Space, Alien Technology, Alien Toby Smith | Tubbo, Alien Wilbur Soot, alien fundy, Alien Niki Nihachu, Alien BadBoyHalo, Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit Friendship, Older Sibling Wilbur Soot, Protective Niki | Nihachu, Protective Wilbur Soot, Protective Toby Smith | Tubbo, Crash Landing, Merling Niki Nihachu, Shulker Toby Smith | Tubbo, Family Fluff, Fluff, Slice of Life, Family Dynamics, Mentioned Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), One Shot, Soulless Fawns Space AU

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/36556264

[soullessfawn]

Babysitter Techno AU

Au where teen Techno needed some extra cash, so he becomes a babysitter. Even with his angsty persona and many detention slips he’s ignored from teachers, he’s somehow good with taking care of children. Baby’s stop crying when he holds them, they don’t fuss when he tries to bottle feed them and he’s a natural at changing diapers.

For older children, he becomes a sort of human climber as they climb up onto his back and shoulders. He doesn’t mind doing a few laps around the living room, not when the children are screaming with laughter. And for even older kids, middle schoolers. He becomes a sort of friend, older sibling. There has been times where he’s picked kids up from school only to see them getting pushed around.

His biker jacket, dyed hair and angry resting face usually gets them to stop when they realize he’s there to picked up the kid getting bullied. And if it’s not? Well, a few unpaid defence classes go a long way. The kid he’s babysitting just has to prompt not to tell there parents it was him teaching them to throw a nasty right hook. All in all, his part time job was pretty easy.

Until he gets called up by his high schools drama kid, Wilbur. And by the startled “Techno?” He gets back, he thinks Wilbur himself didn’t even know he was the local underpaid babysitter. The surprise moves by quickly and before long he’s walking to an apartment building on a sunny Saturday.

“Thank you for coming.” Wilbur says, welcoming him inside. “I don’t usually get a babysitter, as my dad helps out. But he’s busy and the school’s play rehearsal starts today.”

“It’s no problem.” He shrugs, following Wilbur into the living room. There, left in the middle of the room and a baby blanket was a little girl. She looked to be two or three, babbling away as she played with some toys.

“This is Tallulah.” Wilbur says, picking her up. The baby doesn’t even fuss, falling quiet in her dads arms. “She’s three, not very keen on her veggies.” He chuckles, placing her on his hip. “I let the baby bag on the couch, I texted you everything you need to know. If there any questions—“

“I’ve been doing this for two years.” Techno cuts him off, smiling. “We’ll be fine.” And they were, surprisingly. Usually new babies hate him for the first couple times, but no, Tallulah was practically an angel. Very loud with her flute, but still not as loud as some of the toddlers he’s had to look after.

Wilbur was a surprise too. After that first day, he started hanging around him during lunch. They never really talked before, only muttering apologizes when they knocked into each other in the halls. But now it was like they were always friends. They studded together, took Tallulah to the park together. Techno was invited to Wilbur’s dads house, where he met the others younger brother and father.

Techno was welcomed into the family. It was made even more clear when one night, as he was getting ready to leave. Little Tallulah stretched out her hands and yelled. “Uncle Techno!”

To say Techno was happy he become a babysitter was an understatement.

[soullessfawn]

Sir Knight Tommy And His Adoptive Dragon Dad AU

I have an idea and it’s bedrock bros so I thought I should share it.

Young knight Tommy is sent out to collect intel on a abandoned dragon horde nearby. He’s quick on his feet and good with sneaking around, so he agrees. When he gets to the cave and walks inside it looks well abandoned. It’s dirty with trinkets and coins scattered around. Not neat and tidy like most dragons kept there horde. Tommy goes to pocket some of the gold because he’s smarter to assume he’ll get any from the rest of the knights. Only to stop in his tracks when he catches onto someone looking at him from the shadows.

He draws his sword, ready to fight whoever was there. Only to hesitate when he sees a boy his age. He means, the guy has deep purple eyes, scales along his face, wings and a tail but there was no mistaking the other was sentient. This wasn’t a dragon horde, it was a nest. Dragon nests are always messy, because the hatchlings require a lot of looking after and tend to get into trouble. The boy was a dragon hatchling, a shifter one too. Tommy lowers his sword, taking a step back. He should kill him, the other would grow up into a beast one day. But he looked so… like him.

Tommy goes to leave, an excuse already forming in his mind. Only to freeze when he turns around to see the biggest dragon he’s ever seen. The scale colour - pink - tells him of its power. There were at the top of the food chain, neck and neck with black and white scaled dragons. (He ignores the fact the hatchling behind him had colours of both) It looked pissed and it doesn’t take long for him to realize that the dragon in front of him was the father of the one before. He tries to make a run for it but is stopped by the dragon slamming him into the walls, his mouth opening to—

The dragon stops when the hatchling starts to whine. They both look over in time to see the younger dragon shift and put itself between Tommy and the older dragon. It looks back at him, head having to tilt downwards because of its hight. But the message is clear as day. “I won’t let you get hurt.” He doesn’t know why it’s protecting him, but he shakily nods anyways. The father to the hatchling looks confused, then disinterested after deeming him no threat. (Well, after it eats his fucking sword)

Tommy runs out of the cave. Then a week pasts and he’s back, tiptoeing around. Because he may be a knight he’s also very interested in dragons. He has full journals about them. There beautiful creatures, deadly, but beautiful. He’s found straight away when he trips right into the cave. He looks up to see the hatchling’s hair being brushed by another man. It doesn’t take a genius to see who the other was. The pink hair and dragon shifter features tell it all. He’s not killed on sight, so that’s a good thing. He stays at the entrance of the cave, content it’s just…watch.

But then the hatchling runs over and pulls him into the cave, setting him down in between his fathers legs. Tommy’s yelling. He’s about to get eaten, isn’t he? Only pain never comes, instead it’s a brush going through his hair. He tries to look up but it stopped by a loud growl. He decides to sit still. It becomes routine. Every couple of days Tommy visits the two dragons, gets harassed into eating, bathing or hanging out with his Ranboo. It’s three months later that Techno (he had translated their names from the dragon’s language by the end of his first month) gives him a golden necklace.

Dragons don’t give gold to outsiders. It’s against there very nature. Tommy goes to give it back, because it has to be a mistake. But he’s stopped by Techno giving an identical one to Ranboo. It had a pendant on it. One that looked like a family symbol. He remembers a passage in one of the old books about dragons. That after there babies make it out of their first stage of development they’ll be given jewelry with symbols on them. To show other dragons that they are protected. Tommy looks around the cave then, also remembering that dragons have multiple children at a time. But for some reason Techno only had Ranboo…

He looks down at his necklace, then over at Ranboo’s. He may be stupid for not realizing it sooner, but he knows now that no matter what, Techno and Ranboo are his family.

[soullessfawn]

Sir Knight Tommy And His Adoptive Dragon Dad AU Part Two

After practically being adopted by Techno (who’s a feral dragon who could kill him any second) Tommy thinks everything was going to go back to normal. So he heads back to his post, does his duty’s as a knight and retires to his house for the night. It was cold, spacey and empty. He didn’t bother making dinner as he grabs his ratty old blanket and pulls it over his shoulders. A breeze causes him to shiver, so Tommy walks over to close the window. Only to freeze when he sees Ranboo peering at him from outside.

…The hatchling followed him. It takes far to long to get the shifter into his house without being seen. All the while he’s looking for Techno, who should have noticed the younger dragon was gone by now. Only, the older creature wasn’t here. Tommy keeps Ranboo with him for the rest of the week. It was hard taking care of a dragon shifter, hiding him from people who would call the knights to slay him. But he made due with his knowledge he has on them. He makes sure to buy more red meat at the market, sneak Ranboo into the woods in the night time so the other could stretch his wings and he helped brushed his hair. Which he’s seen Techno do over a thousand times.

After the week was over and he was officially off duty Tommy grabs Ranboo by the wrist and darts over the the mountains. Where he’s sure to find Techno panicking that Ranboo was gone. Tommy walks into the nest with ease, the fear of being eaten now gone. Not when he has gold around his neck, given to him by the older man. Only he doesn’t see gold and gems scattered around the place, but a bare looking cave. With blood soaked into the walls and the rocks burned with dragon fire. Claw marks all along the nest walls. Techno wasn’t here. Ranboo’s whine pulls him away from his panic.

He looks at the other, his shifter brother, with only one sentence in mind. “What happened a week ago?” Ranboo seems to understand as he whines again, looking towards the floor. Only one thing could cause this much damage and chase a dragon out of a nest. And that’s another dragon. Tommy walks deeper into the cave and takes note of everything. He pulls on every book he’s ever read about dragons and shifters. This wasn’t just a dragon being mean and terrorizing a new father. No, this was a territorial fight. One that he doesn’t know if his father won or not…

Tommy hides Ranboo away in a smaller cave lower down the mountain. He uses his knowledge of his coworkers routs to pick a spot no one would look. Then he leaves, with his sword on his hip and a mission in mind. Find Techno. It takes until nightfall for him to find any signs of dragons. It takes only an hour after for them to find him. He draws his sword the second he spots the pitch black scales of an adult dragon. Black is death, remember that. The dragon lunges but before they could collide Techno’s bursting from the tree line and tackling the other. He roars, the sound shaking the trees. Tommy falls flat on his ass as the black scaled dragon backs off looking almost… confused. It then shifts and Tommy’s left looking at a humanoid figure. Techno does the same, becoming taller then the other.

Turns out this new dragon is Techno’s friend. Who had fought Techno in the nest because the other didn’t know he was coming. It was no surprise blood got on the walls with Techno being a broody new father and the other coming unannounced.

“You scared the hell out of me!” Tommy smacks Techno’s arm, lowering his sword back into its holt. Techno just huffs, immediately deciding the best thing to do is to run his claws through his knitted hair. “Broody mother fucker.” He grumbles as the dragon shifter fights his his knotted hair. The other dragon, who he’s translated the name to Philza after many try’s writing in the dirt, chuckles at the scene.

Philza becomes a new normal after that. Even if he’s not aloud in the nest, per an overprotective Techno. Tommy gets the full story after two weeks. The blood on the walls was actually from an animal Phil had brought as a present. It got all over the walls when Techno tried to kick the other out. Ranboo gave Techno the silent treatment for all of two hours before giving up. It’s a month later that Techno lets Phil meet Ranboo. Another month after that when Phil’s son, Wilbur, comes over.

Turns out Techno was part of the other dragons hoard, having left to start his nest. Tommy is doomed to say his life gets more difficult after the two move in.

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Immortal AU

Life used to be nothing but a burden. Techno had travelled across the world over a hundred times, lived in villages that have turns into empires before his eyes, and watched as those very same empires turned to dust.

He had turned himself into legends, created many names over the years. The Blood God, Potato Farmer Champion, The Blade. Yet now, he wore his true name. Techno, a simple man with a long past, a man who couldn’t die by old age. He had met others like him, few and far between. Philza, Kristin, Wilbur and Tommy. Immortals like him, who have carved themselves a family.

They had invited him in, welcomed him with open arms. He took it, and for a second in time (four hundred years felt like nothing) he had a family. But Techno could never be happy for long, he couldn’t do that to himself. If something happens, he’d mourn them until his death. So he left on a good note, with plenty of good memories and laughs.

And not life was once again a burden, until he met Ranboo. The child, who was technically an adult, wormed his way into his heart. The mortal was everything he’d ever wanted in a friend, apprentice, son—

With Ranboo by his side, months turned into years and years turned into centres. He seemed to slow time so much that when the sun sets, it’ll be hours until it came back up again. Not seconds. “If you could have one thing,” Ranboo asks, kicking his feet in the water. They were sat on a dock, one he had built a long time ago. It was eroding away, wood being eaten by moss and time. “What would it be?”

Techno had paused, looking up from the water. Ranboo kept his gaze on the lake, a dopy smile on his face as the sun started to set. The only thing he could think of was more years, of Ranboo suddenly becoming immortal like him. Because even though time had slowed to a mortal level, Ranboo’s life was tied to it. Soon enough, he’d be gone like the dock underneath them.

“Nothing.” He whispers, turning back to the lake. “I just want everything to stay the same as it is.” And maybe for it to stay the same forever. “What would you want? If you could have anything in the world.”

Ranboo looked up, smile brightening. “Is it selfish that I want you to be a mortal? So we could see each other again after this.” The air was punched out of his lungs, leaving him gaping at the other. He hadn’t thought of that, something being after this. Something better. It wasn’t an option for him, so he had never thought of it.

“I think…” He pauses, thinking over his words. “I think I’d want that too.”

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One Hundred And One Days To Mars

Wilbur didn’t count his seconds like most people would. It wasn’t because he was above it, but because the oxygen tank that he carry’s around the ship did it all for him. It didn’t stop him from checking the levels from time to time however. He was always aware how much was left and how many tanks were stocked in his room to be used later. A hundred days worth of oxygen sat on the ship, each second being used by his craving lungs. He thought of just not breathing as much, but after winding up in the med bay with a full tank waisted on his sleeping unconscious body he stopped that train of thought.

The crew look at him as if he’s made of glass. Which was a change from the fear they once showed him when they first met. When all he was was a dangerous human with evil intentions. When he only knew alien’s to be evil. Him and his crews minds changed quickly after that. He didn’t care to tell them to knock it off, knowing it’s coming from a place of love.

They were just crossing the Origin star system, which seemed to be Ranboo’s birth galaxy. He would have loved to see his home planet one day, but that would have cost to much time. Instead he just listens to the stories Ranboo spins for him. Of a ore rich land of pale stones and purple air ships. It was a thing of dreams, one’s of which he never hoped to see. So he takes pictures from his place behind the glass window and shakes them out when they print near instantly.

His scrapbook was coming along well. The others have questioned him about his hobby, but he never felt the urge to explain. They’ll learn the reason behind it in a hundred and one days. When the ship docks at the human built port and his friends rush to his room to collect him to leave. To get him a years supply of oxygen. He thinks it’s deceitful, but the lying was necessary. They couldn’t change the fact oxygen was nonexistent outside the Milky Way or that the only supply for years around that wasn’t that port was sitting in his room.

Wilbur wished he had one more tank of oxygen, and to his crew he had a full one hundred and five days worth. To tell the truth however, he only had a hundred left. So instead of thinking about how he’ll never get ti see Mars, Wilbur takes pictures with his camera to put in his scrapbook so his friends have his memories when he’s gone.

Because a dead man doesn’t need materialistic things.

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Philza Paranormal Investigator AU

Hey guys, I have an AU idea I want to share because I love it and it’s close to Halloween. For the basic story go to my Twitter to read it. This is all extra stuff I couldn’t have a hundred tweets about.

Philza was born with the ability to hear ghosts at a young age. He could ignore them, and he had for years. But after hearing a little girl crying about how she couldn’t find her mom, well, he just had to step in. Turns out the mother was also looking her her daughter but couldn’t get to her because she was stuck where she had died. So Phil let the girl attach herself to him so he could reunite them. All went well and the two moved on in a shining burst of light only he could see. Years after that and honing his skills, he became an investigator.

One day Philza finds himself at an old and burned down house that this couple wants to restore. But there’s been cold spots and spirit activity happening that stopped there progress. The couple wanted him to banish them and be done with it. But that’s now how he works. Phil tapped into his powers and searched through all the pain and found the happiness. He walked right into the ghost’s memories and for over a month practically lived in them. Draining his energy just to be with them to the end.

He didn’t notice when the family would react to his quips or turn to reply, only to realize nothing was there. He was to busy trying to figure out a way to give this lovely family the happy ending they deserved. What he didn’t realize was that he already was. Tommy stopped hiding the fact he was being bullied after Phil had panicked and tried to attack the bullies himself despite not being able to touch them, be hear or even seen. Techno came out of his shell a bit more after nights where Phil would talk on and on about how he was perfect and just needed to be himself.

Wilbur got a permanent gig at the nearby bar after gaining enough confidence from Phil’s prideful gushing. Kristin took more time to pamper herself after Phil had promised he’d look after the boys. He had been talking to himself, but somehow it had still effected the woman. When the house caught fire, he couldn’t just do nothing. He had screamed at the veil separating them, clawed and sobbed as he yelled and kicked. He could have pulled himself out, not watched there deaths. But he had promised he’d look after them. And it was stupid, but he loved them. He didn’t think he’d finally be heard however.

Kristin wakes up to his screams early enough to get the boys out with only little injuries. When Phil pulled himself out of the memory, her words playing over in his head, he thought he was going mad from all the energy he was draining to stay with them. But when he checked the internet, there was no information on the deaths. Actually, there was a big headline saying “Mother claims a ghost woke her out of her sleep in time to get the family to safety”

Philza had to be going mad, because this couldn’t possibly true. He could watch memories, not change them. But as he searches, he finds them. Five years older, but it was them. His family. Philza finds out Kristin’s work phone number, as she was a popular florist near the coastline and calls. She recognizes his voice immediately and they set up a time to meet up. Stories are shared and soon enough Phil finds himself in front of his boys. All grown up and yet still thriving. Turns out they come from a long line of the spiritual inclined, just like him.

It’s why they could hear him and sometimes from the corners of there eyes catch a glimpse of his silhouette. They become a family, an unconventional one, but still a family. Tommy and Wilbur joins in his paranormal investigations, Techno there to patch them up when they would run into a nasty poltergeist. Kristin always at home welcoming her now four boys in with open arms.

There my AU everybody, I love it.

[soullessfawn]

Reincarnation Au

After the servers last people die, the world resets. With new rules, new lives. Memories faded with death and rebirth. Yet things still remain. Fear was a dangerous thing, something that lasts. Aches in your very bones even after they’ve withered. With it comes injuries. Pain that will never leave. Something you are born with, even though you have no idea why.

Wilbur was the oldest to the Core family. He was the pillar of perfection. With a musical talent that will no doubt give birth to a career, he was paving a hard road to follow for his siblings. But even with everything seeming to be alright, he has a dire fear of knives. He doesn’t know why. But any time Phil—his dear very old dad, who looks like he’s going to croak. No Phil, you are actually that old shut up—holds a knife to chop something or simply start on dinner, Wilbur freezes. Eyes stuck on the metal surface. His chest starts to ache and he has to force himself to breathe. He pulls on his died dark blue bangs, thinking. Blue calms him, blue was safe. Blue means happiness. He doesn’t notice the flinch Phil does any time he has to pick up a knife while in the same room as him. Or how he’s overly cautious while using one.

Techno was the calm giant and middle child of the Core family. Instead of music he loved boxing. Something in him urging him on to punch, protect, defend and overthrow. It was a dangerous urge and form a young age Phil made him take self defence classes to get the energy out. But sometimes it wasn’t the urge that made him wrap his knuckles and face off again a bag of rice for hours on end. Sometimes it was the migraines. A loud crushing weight in his skull. Like it had been caved in and knit back together wrong. He needed a distraction, it hurt to much. So he did boxing. And he ignored it. He doesn’t notice how Phil overreacts any time he bumps his head. Or when Tommy’s best friend, Tubbo, looks like he’s guilty of something.

Tommy is the youngest in the Core family. A fire cracker to anyone willing to watch him burn. Between playing video games and making mini films with his best friends Ranboo and Tubbo, he’s annoying his family. Laughter following him wherever he went. But between the laughter comes a weird lullaby of words that spill from him. Apologies. Lies. Untrustworthiness. Tommy had always had trouble dealing with anxiety, so Phil had tried getting him a therapist. It didn’t work out. He stormed out after almost passing out from a panic attack. But those were the bad days. He missed the ways both Techno and Wilbur would stay at either side of him as they walked, or how Techno always made sure he knew he was there. Or how Wilbur kept giving him blue things.

Finally, Philza. Father to three, the head of the Core household. He drew blueprints for buildings and statues and explored the would around him. He fell in love all to quickly, collecting his sons friends as his own children. But he couldn’t help it. Something about them screamed at him to protect, save. He would look at there eye and for a split second see death lingering there. Sometimes he thinks Ranboo had red and green eyes, only to look again and see them a blueish grey. There wasn’t anything weird about him though. He refused to acknowledge the worried looks of his children when he screams maybe a bit to loud at being startled. Or how he can’t have the house totally dark. There needs to be nightlights in the halls. Or how he could accidentally spend weeks alone and not realize it.

The Core family had there quirks, but they loved each other. To much to see that maybe, just maybe, they recognized each other before birth. Or that the others around them had weird quirks of there own.

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Day three: Fae + “Why are you cuddling me?” “You’re warm.”

Unlike most stories of the fae, this one started the way no one expected it to. Phil was a lone traveler, having spent the majority of his life without a home. With his vast knowledge of survival he knew how to work around the fae and there rules.

He’s met many but fell to none. Word spread of his travels through forest after forest without once falling to the hands of the creatures.

People called him a man without mortal ties, an idiot, an abomination.

What human would willingly go into the forest knowing what lays there waiting? But Phil didn’t care. There iron brackets people hand him when he goes into town as a gift that we’re secretly tests did not burn him.

Nor would he speak the truth so frequently. Where did he come from? A town, hidden away from most others. By an ocean where only boats could sail to. He lied and lied, to the point no one new of his beginnings.

This all stopped one day when he’s face to face with a tall pink headed fae. “Hellu.” It calls, eyes not even turning towards him as he sat perfectly still between two large tree roots.

Phil stopped in his tracks, quickly looking around for the fae’s ring. He spots it a bit away, red flowers curling around poisonous mushrooms. “Hi mate.” He replies. Respect leads to living, surviving. “Taking a midday nap?”

“Yes.” The fae shifts, laying on his side as he gazed up at him. Phil was about to say a quick goodbye, only to pause. The half lidded eyes of the fae were… blue. Fae’s eyes were never blue. Unless—

“Your a changling.” He blurts, eyes widening. He hasn’t seen one in years. They don’t survive past being able to walk. Nevertheless past ten. This fae looks to be in there teenage years, but he didn’t mind that before.

Fae age slower then humans and meeting a teenage fae cam sometimes be more dangerous then meeting an adult one. But if he’s a changling. Then that would mean—

“Very observant of you.” The fae drawls, yawning. “Now leave, before I dam you to the fae realm to be used as fodder.” Phil could only blink as the fae closes back his eyes fo take a nap.

Did the fae just tell him to leave? He didn’t sound very serious about the damming him thing. More so tired that he was even here talking to the man, no, child. Because this fae was a changling teenager. A rare thing.

Phil doesn’t leave. Instead he sets up camp in the small clearing. And when the fae wakes, he makes himself known. “Had a nice nap mate?” The changling jolts, head whipping over towards him in surprise.

“Not really.” He says without thinking. Blunt. Like he had forgotten he had to tell the truth no matter what. The fae huffs, narrowing his eyes on him. “What’s your name, human.”

“Phil.” He replies immediately. No power lashes at him, no bind. The fae wilts, like he had actually expected him to say his full name.

“…What is your middle and last name?” He adds.

Phil chuckles, stroking the fire he has going in front of him. “I’m not giving you those, mate.”

“Worth a try.” The teen shrugs. “Now, what are you still doing here?” Phil felt the weight of the words, like it wasn’t what the other actually wanted to say. Phil looked down at his fire poker, at the iron in his hands.

The changling wanted to know why he hasn’t stabbed him yet. “I don’t know.” He says honestly. He looks over at his packet of food, then over at the teen. He had bags underneath his eyes, dark ones. And he looked for to pale and skinny for a changling. “Do you like stake?”

For some reason, the fae followed him. Phil didn’t see him half the time, the teen sticking to the shadows and the trees. But any time Phil returned from a village, the other would be there. “Did you get more stake?”

And he reply with a simple yes. Because the other really seemed to like it. It’s one night with the teen setting up his spot next to a tree, that Phil asks a question that’s been bothering him. “Where are your parents?”

The fae stops, eyes caused downwards on his makeshift bed. “With my brothers.”

“You have siblings? Are they—“

“No, their not fae. There perfect.” The fae lays down, shutting his eyes. “They’re the reason I survived long enough to live on my own.”

Phil only hummed, eyes stuck on the kid huddled in on himself. It wasn’t rare for siblings to protect a changling from there parents. A bond like that didn’t fade just because one was a ‘monster’.

“Do you want to see them?” The fae snapped his eyes open, turning towards him.

“Heh!?”

“I’ll take you.” Phil smiles. “I’ll get you there safely.” And he means it, because no matter how many times he tried to leave in the middle of the night. Something about a child living on there own, hunted for who they are had made him stuck here.

It reminded him of family. Something he’s never really had. The fae gets up and walks over towards him, sitting down beside him. Phil stiffens, only for the other to rest his head against his shoulder. “Why are you cuddling me, mate?” He laughs.

“Your warm.” The fae hums, fully relaxing. “And it’s… Techno.” No power lashes at him, no bind. Techno had a middle and last name too, then.

“Okay.” He nods, settling down to go to bed. “We’ll set out to find your siblings in the morning. Sweat dreams.”

That morning when Phil asks how Techno slept, the changling said “Good.”

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Tangled AU - Snippet

“Techno.” Phil says. A brush goes through his hair before it’s placed down on the stool beside them.

Techno looks up hesitantly. “Yes?”

Phil’s expression darkens, his dark charcoal coloured wings rise to black out the light from the oil lit lamp behind them. He hooks his finger underneath his chin, forcing his head up. “Don’t ever ask to leave this tower again.” He states, eyes soaking up all the light in the room.

“Yes father.” He whispers back, voice tight.

Phil smiles, tutting. “I love you very much, mate. You know that don’t you?”

“I know.” He agrees. “…I love you more.”

Phil’s grin grows wider. “I love you most.”

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Day two: Prison + Lies

Wilbur never thought he’d find himself in prison. No one does. He wasn’t going to cry about it, he knows why he’s here. What he’s done. The blood on his hands are as thick as any other. What he didn’t understand was the man who has practically taken him underneath his wing.

Phil was strange. Ignoring the fact he was the complete opposite type of company you would find in a place like this, you could tell he had a story to him. One he couldn’t hope to understand.

It started on the first day, when Wilbur was cornered in the lunch hall. Phil had tapped the aggressor on the shoulder and said to leave him the fuck alone.

And they listened, despite the fact Phil was shorter then every single one of them. Whispering something about the Angel Of Death. When asked, Phil said it was nothing. A nickname, if anything. As the days moved to weeks and homesickness came in, Wilbur let himself be vulnerable behind these bars.

“I have two brothers.” He said one night, looking up at the ceiling.

“Oh?” Phil hums. He was on the bunk underneath him. Wilbur had originally had a different bunk partner but he suddenly went missing and Phil moved in. He didn’t question it. “Tell me about them.”

Wilbur couldn’t stop after that. He told Phil how loud and clingy Tommy was. How infections his smile was. He told him how sarcastic but loving Techno was to anyone and everyone. The two were dangerous when put on the same team for anything. He fell asleep to the sound of his own voice.

Phil never talked about his life out of prison. When asked, he’d say it wasn’t important. “I was your average person, Will. I don’t know what to tell you.” But everyone at the prison either ignored or was afraid of Phil, so Wilbur knew there was more.

It comes to a head when they had there outdoor time. Wilbur was picking the weeds out of the ground, back pressed against a tree. Then he was in the infirmary, having been ganged up on out of nowhere.

He remembers the words they said, before the police pulled them apart. “Tell the Angel that we don’t care about what he can do.”

It was that nickname again. Phil’s nickname. When he’s aloud back to his room, he’s immediately hugged. “Who did this?” Phil spits dangerously. “Wilbur, who hurt you?” And he knew then to not say anything. To keep his mouth shut. The look Phil gave him? It was scary. It was a man who had no restraints.

Yet he told him. He told him because he was a sick bastard who wanted to know more. To see what the man would do for a nobody like him. Back home Wilbur was the figure head of the family. Three brothers, no parents. He raised Techno and Tommy with his own two hands. And for once he wanted to see what it would feel like to be taken care of.

Phil hurt people that night. He hurt them to send a message. He got locked away in solidarity for a week and when he got back, he didn’t look one bit shameful. “Those guys won’t bother you again, Will.” Were the only words he got before they went to bed.

In the morning not one person looked there way. It’s when his sentence is almost up, a few years into his stay at prison, that he gets something. “I had a wife, before this.” Phil said one day. “I made a mistake and she left. She didn’t like… how far I would go for her.”

He knew what it meant to become something important to Phil. “Did you kill someone?”

Phil lies a lot. It’s something he’s learned over his friendship with the other. “No.” So he knows this was one to. He knew the other was lying. The Angel Of Death, was a monster.

Wilbur had the feeling he’d do it for him if he asked. “Liar.” Phil only chuckled.