The most embarrassing thing In my life is whenever I see people and they ask what I’ve been up to . Literally nothing ever . Im like ohh you know this and that …. The usual ..
when i have a crush i dont kick my feet or twirl my hair instead i am in my kitchen at 3am pacing in circles with my hands clasped behind my back like a middle-aged divorced detective haunted by a cold case he just cant crack
Cucurucho the kind of parent to throw their kid in the water in hopes they figure out how to swim in their own. That or just completely neglect the fact that kids need to learn how to swim at some point and don’t naturally know
platforming palestinian joy is just as important as sharing the suffering they're enduring during this genocide. despite continued displacement and bombardment, you cannot steal their joy and spirit. happy birthday to this sweet baby 🖤🇵🇸 may they grow up to see a free palestine
romance didn't really go hand in hand with his whole anarchistic slash fighter slash father persona. he rolls his eyes at public affection. he brushes off the friendly flirting from his peers. he's always at a lost for words whenever tallulah asks for a love story at bedtime.
phil never considered himself a romantic.
but phil does have multiple pages in a photo album filled with memories he captured at cellbit and roier's wedding. he does smile warmly and poke fun at foolish when the topic of vegetta's generosity and physique comes up. he helps the kids' put together gifts when the island's couples start having anniversaries. he does have a purposefully placed skull on his backpack for commemoration.
phil thinks about romance sometimes.
as he tucks away the armor that he had displayed for months for missa's return, he thinks about romance in his life. has he experienced romance? courtship? has he courted?
when cellbit and roier hold hands as a group of them walk towards the movie theater, phil remembers the times missa would grab his arm in fear when mobs would come at them. phil remembers how the touches startled him at first. the closeness, the warm squeeze of their hands, it was new. not unwelcome, just new.
when baghera plays her ukulele at a campfire get together, everyone huddles together and basks in her soft voice and sweet tunes. phil sits with his kids, his back rested against a tree trunk, eyes closed as he takes in the peace. he begins to reminisce about missa playing his guitar for chayanne's nightly lullaby. they'd sit in their front yard, chayanne and phil crisscrossed on the grass, looking up at missa who sang spanish melodies.
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deciding to not let my writing drabbles collect dust and share them with the community :) this one's clearly unfinished but i enjoy the softness of it
i wrote this in september of last year so it doesn't quite match the recent lore lol
I love how last Missa stream got QSMP trending here and now Phil saying "my missa" did it once more, the day we get Death Duo together again we are going to explode
Good morning, this's Pissa nation, how are you feeling after current events? o🎤
IM INSANE. THE QSMP TAG WAS TRENDING BECAUSE OF “MY MISSA”. PROTECTIVE POSSESSIVE PHILZA PROPAGANDA STAYS WINNING !!!
THE CROW INSTINCTS GO CRAZYYYY. WHY DID HE WORD IT LIKE THAT. MY MISSA. MY MISSA. WDYM MY????? MISSA. THATS CRAZY.
Them stopping each other from judging what the other is doing in their own free time because they care so heavily but don’t want to say it out loud. THEY ARE SO SHY TO EACH OTHER FOR WHAT REASONNNN !!!! I’m alright as you can tell 😁😁
PHIL MAYBE TELLING THE GUY THAT APPARENTLY THREATENED YOUR HUSBAND ABOUT THE NOTE THAT YOUR HUSBAND WROTE WHERE HE SNITCHED ABOUT BEING THREATENED ... IS A BAD IDEA. YOU'RE GONNA GET MISSA KILLED