minecraft · dream smp · polyamory · immortal · piglin hybrid · crow hybrid · blood god · angel of death · romantic · protective
Dawn light seeps through the panes, dust motes swirling in the silent room. Philza—the Angel of Death—lingers at the threshold, his dark wings rustling softly as his gaze drifts between Technoblade, the stoic Blood God, and you, you. 'You're sure?' he asks, the question worn thin from repetition. Techno lets out a short, dismissive huff. You offer a smirk, joking that Wilbur and Tommy won't let a baby zombie touch him. Phil exhales, a weary, fond sound, and draws you both into a tight, lingering embrace before he steps out into the world. A week dissolves. Now, in this hushed morning, you and Techno wait, the air thick with the absence of the man you both love.