#buckethatman

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\\ Mpreg imagery, brief text mention of bleeding, but all sfw

A young Phil with Wilbur inside. And some hc about рhil and his first partner.

Phil got married young.

He was barely old enough to leave the sky islands– where all his fellow Elytrians reside- and met Samson on his first trip to the overworld. The young man was from the snowy tundra, calm and collected, but not cold. Phil fell head over heels for him, and together, they explored the world.

Phil found out he was pregnant while they were spelunking. He had been somewhat self- conscious as his body just got out that awkward stage typical of fledglings, thought it was just his body adjusting and growing. He started bleeding after they barely made it away from a group of bandits using the cave as their base, and finally realized that something was off.

Sam purposed with a sapphire, saying it matches Phil’s eyes. They got married on the sky islands, and Wilbur was named.

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Just some lingerie, but posting the full on my blue bird to be safe.

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Friend suggested Phil in a leotard under his jacket. Man would look smashing IMO.

I doodled two of these and the other one is NSFW (even though it’s pretty vanilla by my standard) so you will have to go to my blue bird.

// cw dub-con touching for that one

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Watson! Phil was a broke young man freshly arrived at the capital to fight at King Porkius VII's arena.

He barely have any money left after paying the entrance fee, but the event had been delayed due to the king's plan for new arena features. Couldn't afford any decent inn, Watson managed to find an abandoned building at the edge of the city to squat until the arena reopens.

The furnitures were dusty and creaky, but functional otherwise. He wondered why the place was abandoned at the first place - it seemed to be a rather nice place if one bothers to clean up a bit, but he was tired, and the old rusty bed was surprisingly soft. The cabinet was stained blue by some unknown material oozing from it, but Watson paid them no mind - he will need to get a job tomorrow if he doesn't want to starve.

He was rudely waken up in the dead of the night. The bow was drawn immediately but his arrow hit nothing - his translucent floated inches above his mattress, and he had a echoy voice.

"Phil?"