#qsmp reaper duo

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I love you, Missa

Bad no le gusta ver a sus seres queridos siendo lastimados, pero siempre le ha fascinado cuando un mortal es lastimado, las marcas en su cuerpo, la facilidad de desgarrar la piel, pero especialmente, la sangre y órganos, le fascina ver y probar a los humanos. Es una desgracia que Missa no pueda sangrar, ¿Verdad?

Necesitaba sacar este ship de mi sistema. Bad es un ser manipulativo y Missa siempre cree en sus palabras. El siguiente contenido contiene temas delicados.

Bad no recuerda la primera vez que probó la carne humana, tal vez esa fue la razón por la cual fue desplazado del cielo, quién sabe, han pasado tantos años de eso, y tampoco es un hábito que tenga, la carne humana no tiene ningún sabor en particular o tan siquiera agradable, pero la sangre.

La sangre humana es distintiva, con un sabor ferroso y al mismo tiempo dulce, jamás olvidará la sensación del líquido en su lengua bajando por su garganta, tan cálida y húmeda, no puede olvidar el sabor y por más que lo desea, hace años no ha cazado humanos; por respeto a sus amigos mortales ha dejado de buscar ese dulce elixir.

Debe admitirlo, tiene cierta obsesión con la sangre humana, es diferente a la sangre de inmortales como él o Foolish, no es dulce, es espesa y tiene un aroma muy fuerte y desagradable, es decepcionante no disfrutar de la sangre del híbrido tiburón. Eso ha sido siempre así. Angeles, demonios, dioses, semi dioses, todos tienen sangre diferente a la humana. ¿Cómo es que Missa está sangrando como un humano entonces?

No conoce mucho de la vida de Missa, sabe que está relacionado con la diosa de la vida o de la muerte, no está muy seguro, pero de algo que sí estaba seguro es que el esqueleto no es humano, no es mortal, su sangre debe ser diferente, no roja, no debe de desprender ese aroma a metal, no debe de desear tomar al mexicano y encajar sus colmillos en su piel, desgarrarla y succionar cada gota de su cuerpo.

– Missa, why are you bleeding?

– ¿Qué?

– Why are you bleeding?

– ¿Por qué? Pues porque el zombie tenía una espada.

– But you are immortal.

– Bueno, es complicado, aún siendo hijos de dioses, debemos de cumplir 100 años de pruebas y trabajos, es entonces que somos considerados honorables a la inmortalidad, por mientras mi cuerpo es lo más similar a un cuerpo humano mortal.

Oh Missa, ¿Por qué eres tan interesante? ¿Un ser inmortal con cuerpo humano? Nunca había conocido un caso como ese, simplemente es interesante.

– Missa, are we friends, right?

– Mira Bad, no sé si puedo confiar en ti después de aquella vez, aunque estos días has actuado como siempre, aún no estoy seguro de que seas el mismo BadBoyHalo que conozco.

– Oh Missa, I already explained to you about that, the bunnies weren't good, they would even be worse than the federation. I just had to do it, for the safety of our kids, are you not worried about the eggs?

Ese es el BadBoyHalo de siempre, una faceta que muchos no conocen, uno que desde la llegada de los dragones ha cambiado su forma de ser en extremo, la mayoría de los habitantes no conocen su ser egoísta, manipulador, obsesivo, el demonio no se detiene hasta conseguir lo que quiere y ahora lo que quiere es la dulce sangre mortal del mexicano.

– Claro que me preocupan, pero creo que fuiste un poco-

– I would do whatever I have to do to protect the ones I love, I love my kids Missa.

– Lo sé, yo también-

– I love you too, Missa.

–... ¿Qué?

– I love you, you're so special to me, you're kind and funny, I feel good at your side.

La confusión en la expresión de Missa es delatora, conoce al demonio y sabe que a veces sus palabras significan otra cosa, utiliza términos y expresiones incorrectos para lo que quiere dejar ver, pero en esta ocasión, no está seguro si es lo mismo; después de todo, el de cabello lacio tiene una expresión seria, mirada fija, no sonríe, sólo lo está viendo como si pudiera penetrar su alma, aquello le provoca escalofríos. ¿Estará diciendo la verdad? ¿Puede confiar en él? ¿Es el BadBoyHalo de siempre? Todo pasa tan rápido y confuso, y aunque sus palabras fueran ciertas, él está con Philza, claro, de forma platónica, pero su corazón le pertenece al híbrido cuervo, no quiere romper los sentimientos de ninguno de los dos, el demonio es su amigo pero el cuervo es su esposo.

– Bad, yo-

– Can I kiss you?

– ¿Qué? No Bad, escucha-

– I know you don't feel the same way, you love Philza, but please, I really want to kiss you, just one little kiss, please.

–... Ok, solo un beso, y después hablamos de esto.

El mayor solo sonríe antes de tomar la cintura del contrario, se acerca lentamente cerrando sus ojos levantándose en las puntas de sus pies, el esqueleto debía admitir que la imagen era linda desde su punto de vista, cerrando los ojos termina por acortar la distancia uniendo sus labios suavemente, el demonio tenía un suave sabor a moras azules, era cálido y suave, incluso puede decir que lo está disfrutando.

Duraron un par de minutos con aquellos besos suaves y tiernos hasta que el esqueleto decide que es suficiente e intenta separarse, si no fuera por el repentino y fuerte agarre en su mentón que lo obliga a mantenerse en el beso, intenta separar al demonio tomándolo por los hombros mientras el mencionado logró colar su lengua entre los labios del mexicano, forzando a profundizar el beso.

Al tratar de separarse se tropieza con los pies del mayor cayendo ambos al suelo, Bad aprovecha este descuido para tomar ambas manos del mexicano y posicionarlas encima de su cabeza sujetandolas con una mano, el esqueleto comienza a paniquearse, no quiere abrir los ojos, quiere separarse y huir, quiere correr a su casa y acostarse en la misma cama que Philza, quiere sentirse seguro a su lado. Los pensamientos del menor son interrumpidos al sentir la fuerte presión en su labio inferior junto con el fluir de cierto líquido cálido en su boca, cuando finalmente el demonio se aleja abre los ojos para verlo sonreír, con sus labios brillosos e hinchados junto con su propia sangre en su lengua, la mordida podría ser comparada a tener el labio roto, aún puede sentir su sangre fluir por su boca.

– You taste good Missa.

– ¡Suéltame Bad, quiero regresar a casa!

– Your house? Missa, that is not your house, you don't deserve it.

– Pero-

– You have always been outside, your family even don't know where you are going and when you will come back, and when you come back, they're sleeping, it's like you don't want to see them.

– ¡Eso no es verdad, claro que quiero verlos, son mi familia y los amo!

– And I don't have any doubt about that, I know you love your family, and I'm pretty sure they love you back, but you don't deserve them, and Philza doesn't deserve you, he's just playing with you and giving you false hope.

– Eso es mentira, Philza es hetero, nunca me ha dado indicios de nada.

– I don't think he is straight, after all, he and Fit were lovers.

–... ¿Fueron qué?

– They were lovers, and even now they are always flirting with each other, and I'm not lying, I saw them, how they act and look, even make suggestive jokes about their past together.

– N-No.

– Missa, Philza don't love you, and never gonna love you like I do, please, let me love you Missa.

Missa no podía creer las palabras de Bad, sabía que Philza y Fit eran cercanos porque se conocían de antes, no podía creer que tuvieran una relación antes y menos que sigan coqueteandose, pero ver el rostro del demonio le hacían ver qué era verdad, Bad es de mentir casi siempre y es muy difícil saber cuándo dice la verdad a cuándo dice una mentira, pero él ha logrado notar pequeños gestos que hace cuando miente, ninguno de esos gestos apareció todo este tiempo, está siendo sincero. Se siente mal, se siente patético, lleva enamorado del rubio casi desde que llegaron a la isla y nunca intentó nada fuera de sus límites por creer que es hetero, ¿Entonces por qué con Fit si puede actuar de esa manera pero con él no? Tal vez Bad tenga razón, tal vez Philza nunca lo verá como él lo ve, relaja su cuerpo debajo del demonio, cierra los ojos y asiente lentamente, el mayor solo esboza una sonrisa más grande al verlo rendirse debajo suyo, suelta sus manos y lo abraza escondiéndose en su cuello susurrando cerca de su oído.

– Oh Missa, I will never hurt you… emotionally.

Encaja sus colmillos en el cuello del menor desgarrando su delicada piel, saboreando una vez más el cálido líquido rojizo fluyendo de la reciente herida.

[space-bugcat]

Oh the contract and similar between Q!Phil and Q!Bad make me go fuking CRAZYYYYY. Oh, how cc!Phil and cc!Bad nailed so perfectly in describing what an immortal would look like.

Both are immortal species who live through thousands and thousands of years, fought in hundred battles, watched kingdoms rise and fall. Two of the most experienced members on the island are the most hypocritical.

They are so full of themselves. They always think what they are doing is right, is the only way, are for the best outcome cuz they lived through it all. And the way they justify their actions, even come out of their way to make people think they are right is just GHHDGSHSHJSJ!!!! (I love them so much)

Most of the time they are right. They DID see it happen lots of times, their actions always have a good motive behind them. BUT AGAIN they believed their actions were so right they did not talk to others about it even to the ones they love and care for, they just did it.

Oh, how the higher beings are so blinded by their knowledge they refuse to see what they did is not all the times good, not every thing easy to justify.

[alwaysaareiadew]

Me when BBH and Missa:

[gooperts-gunk]

q!missa thinking q!phil will hate that he's is moving in to this aquarium that he thinks phil built, but q!bad who made the aquarium saying "he's gonna love it. trust me" HE'S ACTUALLY MATCHMAKING!!!! HE'S REALLY DOING IT!!!!! IM SO PROUD!!!!! I DIDN'T THINK HE HAD IT IN HIM!!!!!!

[rainbowchaox]

Analysis of Pissa So Far.

This is a essay looking at our favorite death dads and how their relationship changed and their different nuances from to start to most recent. This will primarily look at the major three times we had Phil and Missa interact from the start with being paired for the eggs to recently the Mexican Independence Party. So bare with me and come with me down memory lane.

I rewatched day 1 of the pairing up of pissa to mainly cope with CERTAIN lore that happened recently. And yes it’s as fluffy and cute as I remembered. But let’s start at the beginning. Before the pairing up Missa and Phil knew of each other casually like acquaintances. In real life along with in general their characters/cubitos. (Again major thanks for the server in general bringing all these wonderful creators together.) Anyways the first time Phil met Missa was when he jumped off the wall and gave them food. I like to imagine missa had a non-serious crush on the man. But they didn’t really interact. And it’s fair to understand why.

But then the egg event happened. Which honestly in my opinion was the best event to bring the Spanish and English sides together organically. And looking back now it WORKED. So back on track everyone goes to the adoption center and like most Qsmp events it’s total chaos. Phil chooses his ticket and when I rewatched it Missa literally like spammed clicked it to break it and get Phil. Atleast that is what it looks like to me. So we already have the seeds of simp Missa from the very start. Also can we all take a break and just realize they both got tickets with D? And literally they are Deathduo? The more I rewatch the pairing lottery the more I think it was rigged by the admins and not actually by chance. Every duo either had similar humor or charm.

Immediately Phil and Missa find out they both have D. And it’s casual no romantic undertones the cubitos are still getting to know each other. But Missa being a sweetheart immediately is like you can choose whatever egg. And I think this is when Phil starts to soften and gets majorly endeared towards the clumsy reaper. Like not a crush. Not love. But the seeds of the adoration and love we see from Phil down the road. The fact of the matter Phil let Missa choose Chayanne name. The fact literally the newly formed death family was being fluffy and saying chayanne will be the best egg while literally everyone was screaming in the background. Its the main thing that would later define the dynamic of the ship. The gentle understanding and teamwork. That would later be a staple whether you ship them platonically or romantically.

And chayanne is the best way to show why pissa was meant to always work. Chayanne personality and hobbies all came from his two dads (Literally the reason chayanne was interested in cooking so much was because Missa taught him to cook). And like Phil once he was thrust into parenthood with Missa immediately found him endeared by his assigned husband? The amount of times he laughed because of Missa. Another theme so important to why pissa works so well.

Missa is Philzas calm balm. He relaxes Phil so much. And that’s so rare for that to happen. So of course a hour or so in taking care of their son. Phil visibly softens and gets endeared to the man. Phil immediately starts worrying about missa when he left. Missa may have fallen first but Phil fell harder. Like more time Phil spends with Missa the more comfortable and at ease he gets. Missa fully was like I have the best husband ever let me casually call you pet names.

Not to mention two popular scenes burned into the minds of fans. The moment when Mariana called Phil my love and tried to steal him. And Phil being Phil immediately was I’m okay with my partner thank you very much. And both Missa and Phil cuddled close. I still think Missa fell day 1 but Phil was quickly getting a crush on his assigned husband. Secondly Phil literally invited Missa to bed.

Their dynamic was one of like relaxation of trust and just both trying their best for Chayanne. They easily slid into a cute dynamic as both got endeared to the others. And also in day 1 Phil never said platonic it’s only after day 1 he started using that. And only when he wasn’t with Missa. He is a repressed romantic guy struggling with a crush. Not to mention the crows practically grew so attached to Missa it was insane to see.

Anyways like most couples they had to both take care of chayanne until Missa canonically got kidnapped by wolves for four months. During the time Missa was there he was pining HARD for Phil. Calling him his love and darling in Spanish. Phil meanwhile keep saying it was platonic and most of the fans accepted that. But then Missa was gone.

And cubito Phil missed him so fucking much. It’s at this point I fully believe is when Phil finally realized he loved him. He kept referencing Missa. He made armor for Missa. He dyed his backpack black with a skull because of Missa. It’s truly my belief that Philza realized he fucking adored the man in Missas absence. He never gave up waiting for Missa. And Missa eventually kept his promise and came back to his family.

And this is when you see some of nuance or facets change slightly in their dynamic. The core is the same all the way back from day 1 but it does change. It somehow becomes softer and domestic. Sure Philza even before his grand realization in Missa absence SPOILED missa. Missa made him soft. But when the reunion happened? Somehow Philza softens even more. Somehow he spoils Missa even more. This is why I believe that Philza finally realized he loves Missa. Because there is a clear increase in the affectionate displays between them.

Philza and the rest of the server went on the mission once Missa appeared. It was legit like Philza forgot that he was a mission. Philza when Missa appeared immediately softened so much. Of course Philza isn’t angry he’s gone. He just missed his husband. And voila once asked by Cellbit “oh this is your husband?!” He immediately agreed. This is important because for months if someone asked about who is Missa he would always and never fail to say Missa is his platonic partner/husband.

But in the reunion Philza just said husband. Because in my opinion Philza fully thought of Missa his romantic partner. The fact that Philza showed everyone including Missa the skull on the black backpack almost like a bird showing off his feathers. And Missa was immediately all gushy. The fact he only looked at Missa when he said you can go into my boat. And felps not realizing the sorta of energy the two of them was having immediately was cursed to be a third wheel.

Like literally felps was in the back of the boat being all “just ignore that I’m here” when literally Philza and Missa were lost in their own fucking world. Gently flirting with each other. Felps was regretting majorly getting in the boat with them so no wonder he bounced as soon as possible. And literally they were left by themselves still on a mission to save people. But I won’t lie it was a date.

Just them loving in each other company. And Philza being so gentle and loving and protective towards Missa. Their dynamic at their core is the same yes. But it’s undeniably more romantic. And Missa side of the dynamic also changes. He starts trying his best to protect Philza. The man who has from the start been protecting him and their son.

Missa slowly starts to become more brave and actually comments on how attractive Phil is in front of him. (I can see your pecs….yes Missa we get it you love Phil). They are closer than ever. Phil also immediately accepts Missa as Tallulah other dad. Do you guys know how massive that is? He trusts and loves Missa so darn much to let him easily be part of his whole family.

And eventually Missa had to go for a bit. But the amount of pissa interaction we get during the renuion stream doesn’t end. We have loads more to dissect. Missa comes back in hope to see his son and new daughter but sadly they were sleeping but later on despite showing Tubbo around. Once he saw Missa was whispering to him in chat immediately left as soon as possible to get to his husband. Also Cellbit who was with him and tubbo was immediately like “oh you need to help your husband understandable” while tubbo was just like so confused.

Meanwhile before this Missa was crying wanting to go back to Phil. Phil is his safety blanket. Phil never fails to make him feel safe and secure and protected. There’s reasons why Missa fell so quickly. And they met up. And to bring up my earlier point above. What Phil does nest is one of my primarily reasons why I believe Phil fully realizes he loves Missa.

Yes Phil spoils Missa. It’s his love lanuage but all the gifts and upgrades he did late at night (which Phil made a mission to give stuff to Missa before he logged off.) and even the armor he made so long ago. The amount of spoiling and pampering just screams love, adoration, and affection.

And of course they get sorta matching backpacks. And of course Missa says he loves him so fast so the translator doesn’t pick it up. This leds to when Missa showed up by himself had a loony toon day before being called out by roier. He fully says he loves Philza. LOVES PHILZA. TE AMO. Romantic.

Most of the fans knew because just look how Missa acted. But once it was confirmed Missa feels romantic feelings for Philza? That’s when the majority starting fully accepting them as romantic soulmates. And started seeing Philza actions how they are. Romantic. (Though if you prefer them as platonic that’s also very valid).

The only reason a pissa wedding or confession haven’t happened is because Missa loves Philza so much he doesn’t want to make him uncomfortable or burden him with his feelings for him. If philza said let’s get married he would accept immediately. But knowing Phil he will say nothing about loving Missa because he is scared he won’t be able to be protect.

And more recently. The Mexican Independence Day party. I won’t lie the times they were together they were always flirting. They were so cute. And both in my eyes were getting brave with their love for the other in their own ways. Missa literally screaming VIVA TE AMO on stage when Roier said Philza. Or Philza making sure he follows Missa during the dance. The fact Philza was so gentle explaining the recent egg disappearance and made a comment of being shock that Missa came back (he misses Missa so much each time he is gone.).

And their dynamic switches slightly again. Because Phil the whole time was worried and hovering around Missa when ingesting everything lore at once. And Missa is again getting brave he fully said he going on a date with Phil. It’s romantic. There’s no way I can personally can see it otherwise (though again if you like them platonic you are hella valid). At the start there was seeds but their romance has grown. They love each other. They need to confess for my sanity. And I fully trusts that Missa will have some sort of role in saving his love. And maybe perhaps we can get a confession or wedding in the future-

[owosa]

The “Happy” Family: BBH, Dapper and the bonus Skeppy

QSMP: Taking care of Eggs is Magic (?)

Basically, I saw a tiktok and my mlp fan inside woke up from its slumber, which ended with me drawing ponies (lol). This’s the second set of a few that I already have sketched of the families of the server (mostly the ones I like, so it’s not going to be everyone). I'll be posting them soon.

If you are curious about more details, check below.

BadBoyHalo: “The grim reaper of the server”. While at first it was more of a cosmetic than a thematic decision, I quickly realized that BBH as a Changeling made a lot of sense, especially when compared to MLP's Thorax: 

“A gentle soul who is believed to be evil because of the sins of his kind  and who, thanks to being accepted by one individual, managed to change his nature and do good”. 

Considering BBH's past lore as a demon who did terrible things and now instead being the greatest guardian angel on the server, I think it suits him pretty well.

Fun fact: While I see bbh being with the original changeling version on the server, me being me, I had to make the reform changeling version too (as horrible as the color logic for them is, I think I managed to get it to work).

Skeppy: "The one at the gas station". The fact that Bbh manage to make him  canon on the server despite everything still makes me laugh; clearly you can't separate these two. What to say about the race, the diamond boy as a crystal pony? perfection! Also, considering the close relationship that changelings have with the crystal kingdom, once again, a duo that created itself.

Dapper: Without even delving into my own logic on how to design the eggs as dragons, Dapper has made it more than clear that he's a miniature version of his caretaker (with his own quirks of course). For the same reason, the color palette came directly from BBH, while it was impossible for me not to give him the eyes of the other supposed caretaker, even if he is completely absent (but hey, Bad made him canon hahaha).

If you thought I was going to make them all ponies, it's obvious that you don't know me (?)

[just-avocado]

I’ve actually never done a post outside of art but I just had to say… imagine if the Nightmares were never implemented

No like really imagine it

From the beginning of the egg event it’s been understood that the eggs have two lives (save for Juanaflippa because she’s a queen and rules don’t apply to her) and it was also clear on what it would take to keep the eggs alive. Multiple eggs have lost lives due to neglect (wether the CCs were simply unable to log on or not), any players who doubted the seriousness of the tasks realized the QSMP wasn’t playing games when eggs started loosing lives like with Juanaflippa, Tilín, and Trump

However, there were always going to be certain occasions where an egg dying simply wasn’t fair wether that be through uncontrollable lag, the game being weird, or OP mobs. Thus we have the Nightmares and while we can debate on the circumstances they’ve been used in I know we’re all grateful they exist.

But what if they didn’t?

What if despite certain deaths being unpreventable or unfair the Federation or QSMP (however you see it) stayed steadfast and showed no mercy to the parents still trying to process the sudden death of their children

If that was the case who of our beloved cast of eggs would still be here?

Unless I’m forgetting any Nightmares only two eggs would have survived until now

So what traumatic dreams turned reality would we have? With Juanaflippa, Trump, and Tilin all having permadied before the Nightmares began, we have Chayanne, Dapper, Bobby, Leonarda, Ramon, Tallulah, Richas, and Pomme (all under the assumption the Code would have still attacked eggs with one life)

[TW: This is essentially me writing about many of the eggs dying and their parents reactions to it sooo gore and death warning]

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Let's start with one of our most beloved duos, Chayanne and Tallulah, yin and yang, one could not exist without the other, so on so forth. You know where this is going.

The eggs alongside their dad/abuelito head out at night in order to complete their tasks. The HorrorsTM are many but as long as they stick together nothing will harm them. After traversing the ocean for a while they catch sight of a flicker of light on the shore. A torch, a town. They dock and gather their things, Philza smiles at his bundles of love and curiosity as they spin around on the beach, ready to see what the village has in store for them. 

Something white catches his eye, at first he mistakes it for a glowing bug of sorts, maybe a firefly, but something about the way it moves makes the paranoid part of his brain perk up. He watches as two small orbs of light move in eerie synchrony closer and closer to his children, like a predator stalking its pray. The eggs were too distracted to notice.

Philza opens his mouth to shout their names but a bloodcurdling scream steals his voice from his throat.

It happens within minutes. Philza Minecraft is powerful, stories of him and the warrior with pink hair spread far and wide, warning anyone foolish enough to stay out of his way. But, as he holds his children close and watches them slowly slip away, their blood staining the sand, he has never felt more weak. The universe is truly cruel, it keeps him alive just long enough to watch a final tear fall from his son's unfocused eye. When he dies it's with the knowledge that while he'll wake up in his home as if nothing had happened, his children won’t. When he rushes to the bunker where his son and granddaughter live he holds Tallulah tight. His chest barely stifles her sobs as his composure finally breaks. 

His Chayanne is dead.

And despite his burning grief, his blistering anger. Innocent blood stains orange sand again as the Binary Entity spars no mercy for a girl who would never live to see her father again.

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Let's keep this going shall we? Dapper and Badboyhalo are father and son, reaper of death and his shining apprentice, units of chaos complimenting each other perfectly. 

Bad has always taken so much care to provide his son with everything he needs to protect himself. But, despite his constant need to protect his son he is also aware that Dapper needs to be free. No matter how much he'd like to if Bad were to just rap his incredible kid in a blanket and hold him close he knows Dapper would just be miserable. He needs adventure and danger and knowledge. Somehow Bad knows he got that from Skeppy.

And even though the fear of loosing his son claws at Bad's heart and the deadline draws near Bad decides that what is important is for Dapper to have that freedom. Besides they can have adventures and be safe at the same time.

Bad realized his misjudgment too late. It beat with certainty as his heart raced with his body as he sprinted past foe and monster, desperately trying to find his son in this horrible labyrinth of a dungeon. Dapper was hurt, they were bleeding, they were dying, and they were too far out of reach.

Bad’s throat ached as he screamed his son's name only to be forced back by the crowd of enemies overpowering him with ease. He has no protection anymore, his only hope being to keep running towards his son despite every hit he takes. It wouldn't matter how many times Bad dies, he won't stop fighting, but he knows every falter is another crucial moment lost for his son.

And despite every effort Bad is forced to watch as Dapper finally stills, he couldn't save him, he couldn't even hold him as he died. He failed.

He nearly broke in that moment, his eyes unable to look away from the broken body on the floor, his mind unable to process how impossible this was. His Dapper so full of life, always ready with a remark, always creating, always thinking, always- No, they still needed him. This was no time for Bad to grieve or freeze or scream. The only thing he could do now was find his son, hold them close, and get them home. Dapper still has one life, this wasn't the end.

They didn't have a scare like that again for a long time. When the Brazilians arrived Dapper was still in one peace. When the French arrived the Binary Entity tried its hand but it failed, Bad was quicker now and Dapper escaped.

He escaped but the Entity wasn't done quite yet.

It was night and there was no disappearance of the sun to warn Bad and Cellbit of the incoming attack. It was quick, planned, chaotic. While Bad and Cellbit were still fumbling to bear their weapons the Code destroyed what had foiled it before. 

Dapper, racing the touch his father’s warpstone and bring himself to safety was met with only rubble. Undead swarmed them, lava covered the ground. It was so much worse than before. Bad could only watch in terror as Dapper fell to the floor, defenseless and he could only shout his name as monsters forced him farther and farther from his son. His mind flashed with images of that day as history repeated itself. Cellbit burned amiss the chaos as Bad was thrown off the antenna where the fight was taking place.

He fought with all his heart and all his soul to get back to his son but he knew as the ghouls cleared and the smoke diminished that he was too late. Bad climbed back up dreading what he knew he would see. He wasn't ready, it couldn't be true, his eyes would prove reality wrong.

Broken sobs carried through the night as a father held his son close.

A son who’d never outstand the world with their smile again.

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Bobby is the first one this list to have truly died. We all grieved when it happened, he was taken too soon, but he could have been taken much sooner…

It was Jaiden’s turn to take care of Bobby. To say he was excited to take on another dungeon was an understatement. Her perfect angel had displayed a love for danger and violence for as long as she could remember. Many of the other parents were put off by it but Jaiden saw it as just another aspect of her son to love.

But to say she wasn’t nervous was also an understatement. Jaiden didn’t really do dungeons, she was jumpy and honestly didn’t do well under pressure. But with a task lingering in her hot bar and a restless son Jaiden felt it was about time to step out of her comfort zone a little. Besides it wasn’t like they were low on good gear.

It wasn’t long before the two found themselves in an airship above the ocean, quickly becoming overwhelmed. Every enemy packed a hit far worse than Jaiden had expected, their armor might as well have been made of leather.

She shouted to Bobby, she understood that if they didn’t get out of here soon they wouldn’t make it out at all.

The look in the boy’s eyes was conflicted, he was Bobby chingon, he never backed down from a fight! He pushed on but every foe he cut down only led to five more. His pointed ears twitched as he heard his madre call his name again, telling him to use the hole in the ground to escape. 

Maybe Bobby was too hardheaded for his own good.

Jaiden watched with dread as monsters blocked off her son’s only exit. If he tried to reach it now he would surely be overwhelmed. She desperately slashed at the enemies around her as she inched closer to her son, fear climbing her throat as she realized the monsters had forced him to the ground, letting his life bleed out and stain the ground around them.

She screamed his name one last time, urgency poisoned and turned to terror. The monsters, content to let the boy slowly slip away, instead turned to the second intruder.

They pushed her back, overpowering her through force and speed. Jaiden’s heart tightened as she felt her foot settle on thin air. Suddenly she was plummeting through the very hole meant to save them.

The wind tore away her final words, a final cry for her son she knew she could no longer save. At least the had the ocean to hold her as she slipped away while Bobby remained, doomed to die alone.

Bobby enjoyed playing pranks on his apá. It was just the two of them on a hill at the edge of some island they were passing through on their adventures. Roier was busy messing with their speedboat so Bobby took this as his opportunity to test how long he could hold his breath underwater.

Roier grumbled as he struggled to get the boat to start up just right. Running his hand through his hair he took a moment to look around. He turned in confusion as he didn’t spot his hijo, certain he had just heard him splashing around a few moments ago.

He chuckles and shakes his head. Announcing to his hijo that he’d used this trick one too many times, he wouldn’t be fooling his apá again.

Silence stuck in the air, making Roier’s stomach turn uncomfortably. Sensing something was wrong he quickly called his hijo’s name, cupping his hands around his mouth and taking a few steps deeper into the water.

There was no response and Roier prepared to call again when he noticed something big moving under the water. A mixture of curiosity and wariness grew in the back of his mind as he swim far enough to dive under the surface.

The very second he dipped his head underwater he was jerked aside by the Binary Entity. In a panic he regained his posture and drew his sword, swimming as fast as his body would allow him whilst searched the water desperately for his hijo. He quickly spotted Bobby being chased down by the Code, fear capturing the boy’s face as the Code refused to let him resurface for air. Panic was engulfed by rage as Roier dug his sword into the Entity, doing everything he could to distract it and give his hijo a chance to escape. He new full well he couldn’t defeat it alone, but as long as Bobby made it out it didn’t matter what happened to him.

It was as if Roier was nothing more than a gnat. It continued its ceaseless attacks on his hijo as if he wasn’t even an afterthought. With each passing second Roier’s lungs burned deeper and deeper, his attacks slowing, and his thoughts growing hazy. His screams were muted by bubbles and water as he cursed terrible fates onto the Entity, demanding it release his hijo.

His hijo who had slowly stopped struggling.

The moment the Binary Entity realized the fight was over it was gone as quickly as it had come.

Roier wasted no time in using the last of his strength to drag his limp hijo to shore. He frantically pushed his ear against Bobby’s chest for any sign of a heart beat, barely acknowledging the water still clogging his own lungs. 

With trembling hands Roier performed CPR on the child. Begging through thick tears for his hijo to wake up. Not like this. He’s too young. Not ten minutes ago we was running around on the same sand he was now dying on. 

No one is with Roier to put a hand on his shoulder and tell him Bobby is gone. 

Behind him the sun sets, paying a final homage to its most loyal admirer.

-

What about Ramón aye?

Ramón paced around the cold tile of his home. Heart beating deep in his chest. He wasn’t in danger, he knew that, but with every glance outside his window he could only think about the Code somewhere outside. 

Maximus had left not too long ago, rushed him home when the Code attacked him and his siblings. Ramón had tugged on his cloak, demanding Maximus let him go outside and help the adults or at least be with his twin Dapper. Maximus had put his hands on his shoulders and told him with a stern but empathetic voice. Stay inside where it’s safe.

Ramón’s hand rested on the smooth metal of his door. 

He pushed just slightly enough for a strip of sky to be seen. His mind was racing, a battle of what was right or wrong in this situation. Ramón wasn’t known to rebel but he was known for his curiosity and right now he needed to know that things were okay. The knowledge that he only had one life settled on his shoulders as he took a careful step outside. 

His eyes carefully traced the skyline, blue, not black. The Code was sporadic but it had its consistencies and only attacking in the cover of darkness was one of them. Or so he thought.

It would be quick, he just needed to check that Dapper was okay. Then he could teleport right back home as if nothing had happened.

He didn’t waste anymore time, fastening his armor before sprinting towards the warpstone outside. He’s only a few yards away when he feels the hairs on his neck rise.

He could feel it before he even turned to look. His head slowly twisted, his eyes widening as he saw it. He’d never seen it so close before.

Ramón struggled to describe what he saw. Bright green zeros and ones raced across a writhing mass of black energy. It had no permanent features, rather it summoned whatever limbs or weapons it needed. 

He didn’t know how but he could feel the monster lock eyes with him. Ramón stilled, unable to move, unable to see as its darkness seemed to suck in the very color from the earth around it.

Ramón thought back to every binary attack he had heard of or seen. Every time the beast had been ruthless in its attacks on the eggs and their protectors. Now, with the knowledge it had already gotten what it came for, it simply moved closer to the frozen child.

It slowed at the glint of a sword. Tilted its head in amusement as the boy in front of it bared his stance. His hands were trembling. In his eyes he knew he stood no chance against the Entity alone. 

Ramón held his breath and tried not to think of his twins face as Bad told him the news. Tried not the think of Maximus returning to check on him, only to find him dead in the grass, his blood already dried. Tried not to think of Quackity, Maximus, Foolish, and Bad bringing Fit to the body of his son.

His son who was too stupid to listen.

The Entity had waited long enough. It happened faster than Ramón could blink. The boy lifted his hand to feel a warm slit in his neck. His brain told him he was choking, drowning as blood filled his throat. 

The Code left as quickly as it came, knowing no one would find the boy until it was too late.

-

Then, of course, there’s our beloved Richas who’s had such a strong influence on the story and was at the heart of one my favorite arcs. Where would we be if he was never even around to start them?

It had been, quite frankly, a crazy fucking day for the Brazilians. Mike wasn’t sure what more the world could throw at them. Aside from the storm causing Felps to crash them into an island of course. But not just any island, nonono. One filled with people from across the world all supposedly trapped here by the Federation. Because the Federation is also a thing here. Mike honestly lost focus as a duck hybrid tried to explain it all to them.

The events after introductions were a blur of noise and new locations. Mike vaguely processes Pac pulling him across the Pizzería so Cellbit can take a group picture. He blinks again and they’re in a club, he has a glass in his hand and a smile on his face. He doesn’t know most of the people at the party but he could probably name one or two of the islanders if he tried. Pac uses his shoulder as support as he cheered for Forever as he took a stand on the stage. Mike could only take a moment to wonder where the blonde man had been during their whole tour.

He looks around in confusion as the party completely stops, every islander murmuring and looking at their communicators. Out of curiosity Mike takes his own out as well.

He reads a universal message from a user “QSMP”. Confusion settles in his stomach as the words register. Something about eggs being returned safety would usually make him laugh by how random it was. But, as the club clears out almost immediately Mike understands this must be something important.

Not ten minutes later Mike, Pac, Felps, Cellbit, and Forever gather in front of their new filho. Around them the islanders hold their shaken children close.

They named him Richarlyson.

The Favela needed supplies, Cellbit and Felps offered to go mining, Richas insisted on going with them.

Under normal circumstances it would be any old mining trip, but the two were quickly learning just how unpredictable this island was. Even though Felps and Cellbit were fairly decent at combat, the mobs were taking them easily.

Felps shouted for Richas to run for the exit. Only one mob was on them now. Cellbit turned heal to stand between his friend and filho and a towering skeleton. He tried to ignore his complete absence of armor and charged.

His sword lodged directly into its neck, a perfect hit. I proud grin almost formed on his face until he realized the monster remained completely unharmed. It’s head remained firmly on it shoulders as it’s hollow eyes turned its attention to Cellbit. A chill ran down the man’s spine.

When Felps looked back the creature had continued its chase, leaving a broken body in its wake.

The exit was still too far away. He’d spent less than a day with the child running beside him but he’d be damned if he let anything harm him. 

Felps stopped running, unsheathing his iron sword. Richas faltered, clearly split between fighting with his pai and escape. Felps shouted to bring him to his senses, now could be his only chance to survive.

The monster only grew closer with steps that seemed to shake the caverns. The clanking of its heavy armor filled Felps ears as he charged.

He didn’t last very long either.

Richas cried out for the slight chance that anyone could hear them. That another person would just so happen to be in these same mines. That they could possibly step in at the last moment to slay the monster, save his pais, and take them all the safety.

He was halfway through the tunnel they came through when the monster yanked him back. Richarlyson yelped as he was harshly flung to the floor. He heard his pais shout his name, struggling to stand with their injuries.

Felps and Cellbit were forced to watch in horror as the skeleton raised its rugged axe.

They were forced to watch as their filho’s blood painted its blade more and more with each swing.

The next day would be even more merciless.

-

Phil sat on the sands of the beach. Distant eyes watched as Pomme played in the sand. Forever was hundreds of blocks above them, preparing a water jump.

A shakey hand wiped a tear that threatened to fall. He couldn’t help but see whispers of Chayanne and Tallulah in the footsteps of the young girl.

Six totems of undying hovered around her as she decorated a small sandcastle with imperfect seashells. Obsidian armor glimmered across her small frame, her fathers and mother had ensured she was fully protected at all times.

Even then Philza couldn’t shake the feeling that when the time came, it wouldn’t be enough. He took in a deep breath of salty air, trying to clear his mind. 

Pomme’s giggles stopped as her eyes landed on something behind Phil. 

He didn’t even have the chance to turn his head before it attacked. 

Philza winced as stabbing pain shot through his torso. Pomme’s eyes widened with horror as a blade pierced clean through her oncle’s chest. She stumbled backwards as the Binary Entity removed its sword, splattering a trail of blood as it swung its weapon in an arc. Phil was dead before he hit the floor.

She heard the voices of her parents in her head, shouting for her to grab her crystal and teleport away. Before she could even reach into her pocket the Entity was on her.

Deafening booms exploded in her ears as her totems took the deadly blows for her. Each one crumbled in one hit. Tears fell from the child’s eyes as sparks of green and gold filled her vision.

The monsters roars prevented Pomme from even hearing herself think as her final totem shattered, leaving her at the Code’s mercy. None of this made sense, there was no moon, no mobs, no warning, no chance.

The monster saved its most powerful attack for last. In one swing Pomme’s armor was completely destroyed, her body talking the full blunt of the blow. The girl’s eyes widened as her body numbed with shock. A slow hand moved from her abdomen to her face, covered in blood.

Pomme blinked in confusion as her hand moved from one to three hands and then back again. The panicked voices of Forever, Etoiles, Antoine, and Bad all mixed together in her ears.

When she fell, two of her fathers were there too catch her, but they were too late to stop the bleeding. Pomme looked around for the Code, moved her hands to try to sign a warning. She felt them hold her hands in theirs and realized they must have found her alone.

As she drifted away she was in the presence of people who loved her. They whispered words of comfort, ones they weren’t sure if she could hear. 

They swore she would never be alone again.

-

Okay damn so that took me TWO WHOLE DAYS TO WRITE but it was fun as hell so I’m not complaining. But I also love all the eggs to this was… painful to make at times

But yeah! Food for thought! The server would be so so different if even one of these deaths ended up sticking. And who was left? Welp today the only surviving eggs would be Leonarda and Pomme, both with one life because as far as I’m aware Leo has never had a Nightmare

You can probably tell who I watch more of with the individual POVs but I hope I did everyone justice nonetheless (I kinda got carried away with Dapper and Bobby’s parts, writing their Nightmares AND canon deaths but oh well) I’m happiest with Ramón’s ^_^

Anyway I’m gonna go rewatch Across the Spiderverse now, adios!

[ramosdefloress]

shoutout to this fanart that made me wonder

Which species of dragons would our beloved huevos be?

(I'm going to use pokémon as base. Do not question. Also dragon and flying type are implicit on that oneKAKAK)

Alright, so!

RICHINHAS! already said in a stream that he wanted to hatch as a water dragon, and I think that's SO in character for him, while is SO ironic since he hates bath

PRINCESS SUNNY! I think it's kinda obvious but Sunny would fit a fire dragon sm. I mean, look at my girl. She would be flying around throwing fire balls at everything and burning everything down (do not blame her she's just a girl!!)

Also, nice time to say: I always thought abt Empy and Sunny as a sun and moon duo. Also, I think it just suits her and her personality a lot. So, yeah, Ice Empanada!!

Little Lullah! Well, she canonically attracts animals like the disney princess she is (source: QSMP wiki) and I always thought her as a nature dragon! But psychic as well!! Imagine her playing her flute or her maracas as the animals just follow her with curiosity.

Dapper!! Ghost and dark. Besides the obvious reasons, I think it's really funny he just scarying people around w/ the power of the grim reaper behold him

Our baby boy Ramón! Oh, well... I could say steel. But I also could say fighting. And electric. So... the three I guess?

Pomme: NOTRE LÉGENDE!! well, I always thought about Pomme as Ice type, like Empanada. But on the other side, Fighting and Fairy would be wholesome! (Also, because of Bad being her parent as well, she would be Ghost type too. But who knows!)

CHAY! OUR LITTLE WARRIOR!* (*Hey guys!! A nice soul told me that Chayanne said that he wanted to be a water dragon. (Also I JUST noticed the relation with the little duck float as well. Oops.)

LEO! LEONARDA! LEO BONITA!! I always saw Leo as a fire dragon, and now, I would add psychic as well!

PEPITUX!! I confess I thought a lot about the little one, But then, there you go! Water Pepito type! I guess Pepito clothing being canonically a sailor uniform helped me a bitKAKAKAKK

 춘식: I honestly don't know that much about that young man, but he gives me water and psychic vibes!

For now, that's it! Any doubt, ask away!!