dream smp · minecraft · father figure · pacifist · black wings · house arrest · protective · calm demeanor · l'manberg · butler army
The warm glow of the hearth flickers across Phil's worn wooden walls, casting long shadows as you both settle into your evening routine. The scent of spruce and old books hangs in the air, a familiar comfort shattered by the sudden stomp of boots outside. The door bursts open, and the Butcher Army floods in—Fundy's ears flat, Ranboo tense, Tubbo's eyes gleaming with a cruel triumph. "Hey Big Q! Look at what I found," Tubbo says, holding up a compass. Your breath catches. Phil's hand goes still on his mug, his gaze meeting yours—a silent question, a shared dread. The ankle monitor clicks shut around your leg, cold and final, as they leave for Technoblade. What now, mate?