One Thing That Can Give Me Answers Is Myself :)

One thing that can give me answers… is myself :)

angel of death phil and goddess of death kristin is my favourite thing ever actually

[ID: A short scribbly coloured comic of Philza as his Dream SMP character and Kristin as the Goddess of Death. She is much larger than him and dressed in dark purple hues, with a dark crown and veil in front of her face; in the first panel, she is holding him in her palms and saying, “My angel, you’ve returned.” The second panel is a close-up of Phil, holding a large bouquet of flowers and laughing, saying, “Of course I did!” In the third panel, Death lets him climb on her shoulder as he says, “I missed you.” In the last panel, he is sitting on her shoulder and lifting up the veil that’s in front of her face to kiss her on the cheek. She is saying, “I’ve missed you too!” and grinning. There is a heart-shaped sound effect going “Mwah!” End ID.]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

FUCK. honestly just FUCK. We missed a very important day yesterday.

ok but consider this:

ghostbur is in the train station, staring at the board as he watches the messages blink by, tears steaming on his face, when he feels a warm, soft hand on his shoulder.

"rough night?" a voice asks, lilting with the music of the universe in it.

ghostbur nods, curling in on himself.

"i'm sorry." she sits next to him, a big presence that radiates safety, peace, companionship. everything ghostbur has longed for in these long, cold days. she opens her arms, in a movement that's so philza it hurts, and ghostbur tucks himself into her chest, tears soaking into her long black dress.

"they're all so- so happy," he sobs, choking on the words as they spill from his lips. "and it's so c-cold here, and i-"

"shh..." she says, a hand carding through his hair, and just like that, the pain in his soul calms, leaving him almost weightless. he feels her shift against him, looks up to see her lost in concentration, and then the station is shifting, lights flickering on, abandoned shops that had begun to rot stitching themselves back together, clouds splitting to show the stars, illuminating the platform.

and the air grows warmer.

"there," she says, satisfied. "that should help."

she's gone as quickly as she came, leaving ghostbur to explore the station, ducking into every nook and cranny now visible in the cool blue starlight.

and in another world, in a house in the arctic, philza finds a note.

"i know he's not your son, but i'm taking care of him for you.

see you next century, my love.

-kristin"

The only monarchy I support

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jumping on the dream smp resident meme trend sjdndjnd