#phantom!wilbur

[closet-thing]

My contributions to the @voicesfortheblade charity raffle! Congratulations to @cryptid_brainrot, part 2 of your prompt will be posted tomorrow! (sbi winged au)

[rainystressed247]

More rainy-is-busy-so-they-have-to-compensate-with-old-art time!

Best big sister Niki!

[theglitternet]

💕👼Soaring sky high!

MCC skin submissions for the Pink Parrots! Downloads and PNGs below the cut.

– Grian (3px arms) [ https://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/20851025/grian-mcc-25-pink-angels/ ]

– Phil (4px arms) [ https://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/20851028/philza-mcc-25-pink-angels/ ]

– Scott (4px arms) [ https://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/20851032/smajor-mcc-25-pink-angels/ ]

– Wilbur (4px arms) [ https://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/20851035/wilbur-soot-mcc-25-pink-angels/ ]

[croissantatwaitrose]

(VERY SORRY IF THIS MAKES LIKE ZERO SENSE I HAVENT WATCHED OSMP IN A LONG TIME-)

(This post contains soft vore, unsafe vore, implied digestion and a very scared Philza 👍)

Phil had crossed the line, in Wilbur’s opinion. Exploding Wilbur’s house over a bird was his last straw. Just thinking about it made his blood boil as he growled under his breath.

Wilbur set off to find Phil, and quickly found him. “What is it. Come to belittle me about exploding your house?” “Yes, actually.” “I’m not interested.” Phil was just walking away, when Wilbur, just trying to wind him up, spoke again.

“Don’t you want to know what your bird tasted like?” Phil stopped dead in his tracks, slowly turning to look at Wilbur, who had a wide, malicious grin growing on his face.

“What..?” This had the exact effect Wilbur had wanted. Phil was shaking a little, seemingly hoping he’d heard wrong. Wilbur stepped closer towards Phil. “I asked if you wanted to know what your bird tasted like.”

Phil began slowly stepping backwards, getting closer and closer to the wall as Wilbur continued walking towards him. Phil shook his head as an answer. He was backed up against a wall now. The only direction Phil could go was up, but it had begun to rain, and Wilbur could easily catch him. Wilbur then muttered something under his breath.

“I wonder if you taste the same.” Phil shook a lot more now. Surely Wilbur was joking..? He gulped and shook his head quicker as Wilbur chuckled sinisterly. Phil heard a quiet grumble from the phantom’s stomach. Oh fuck. Phil adjusted his footing, despite his fear. He wasn’t going to be eaten without a chase.

So he ran, using his large wings to help him go faster. He flew a few inches off the ground in case he were to fall, and into the nearby forest. He heard Wilbur snarl in annoyance and give chase. Phil hid in the leaves of a decently large tree, breathing heavily but as quietly as he could. He could hear the phantom glide past, even heard a disappointed hiss once or twice. Then silence.

Phil thought he was safe, that Wilbur had either stopped looking or had chosen to look somewhere else. He poked his head out of the tree, then slowly glided out, immediately getting soaked by the rain.

Then he heard it. The loud growl of a very hungry belly. Phil’s heart dropped once more, and he screamed as he was grabbed from behind and turned around. Wilbur’s eyes were glowing a bright green. Okay, Wilbur’s eyes were usually green, but they never normally glowed as much as this.

Wilbur shoved Phil headfirst into his maw, and began licking at his face a little. A little progressed into a lot, as Wilbur seemed to enjoy Phil’s taste. Phil continued screaming inaudible words as Wilbur started to swallow him. Phil was absolutely terrified, and was begging for mercy.

Wilbur was very happy on the other hand. His hunger was being satisfied quite well. He put one hand over his stomach as he continued swallowing, feeling Phil enter his stomach. It groaned and expanded a bit, but his sweater could cover the bump just fine. Wilbur made the final gulp, licking his lips to get the last of Phil’s taste.

Phil begged Wilbur to let him out, that he was sorry for the overreaction and didn’t want to be eaten, only to be answered by low purrs and slow rubbing. Phil kicked and punched the phantom’s stomach, violently sobbing. Wilbur belched quietly, rubbing over the bumps that formed on his belly whenever it was punched. He began purring louder at Phil’s squirms, cries and feeble attacks.

Wilbur glided back into the tree where Phil had hidden, stretching and yawning. He felt so full after this meal, after all, this is what phantoms did all the time. Phil should’ve known better than to mess with a hungry phantom. Wilbur laid underneath the tree so he wouldn’t get burned by sunlight in the morning, keeping one hand firmly on his belly.

Phil continued struggling when he heard Wilbur yawning. Wilbur’s stomach growled and grumbled around his meal. There was no way the phantom was going to sleep now. Phil wanted to be let out! The acids were already beginning to fill up Wilbur’s stomach and rise.

Light snores sounded all around Phil, so he gave up. Wilbur was asleep. There was no chance he’d be let out now. Sadly, he curled up, waiting for Wilbur to digest him.

Tommy had watched Wilbur swallow Phil whole. What the fuck. His wings folded in fear as Wilbur continued to sleep. Tommy could hear Phil crying throughout the whole thing. He quietly approached where the phantom was resting. He could hear Wilbur purring. Fucking purring. It seemed he had enjoyed his meal, Tommy thought grimly.

Tommy placed a hand gently on Wilbur’s belly, and gently pressed on it for a second. Just a loud gurgle, then nothing. The bump had gone down completely. Wilbur had fucking eaten Phil.

He stepped back, many thoughts rushing to his head. Tommy rushed off to try and find someone who could revive Phil. Wilbur was not getting away with this.

[stolentheo]

origins smp headcanons :))

phantom!wilbur doesn’t sleep because he’s afraid his friends will succumb to death like he had he doesn’t need sleep like his other mutant friends do (it’s more just a comfort) so he protects them and always keeps an eye out for them when they are at their most vulnerable

mermaid!niki had long since given up her dreams of going on land it’s too much trouble and she’s tried before only to land herself on the brink of death but when she meets phantom!wilbur who’s already dead and has nothing more to lose she’s invigorated again

enderman!ranboo is deathly afraid of going to the end because though they’re his family he doesn’t feel welcome he’s afraid they won’t accept him but he’s found a new home in his eclectic mishmash family of a ghost, mermaid, shulker, blaze, avian, and elytrian

phantom!wilbur likes popping out of walls to scare his friends and when he does it to enderman!ranboo, he gets so startled he teleports once he got stuck on a small island in the middle of the sea and mermaid!niki and elytrian!phil had to rescue him

blaze!jack tells mermaid!niki so many stories of the nether and what it’s like to make her feel better for never getting to experience it and when she starts crying about not being able to see it herself he asks about the water and the ocean to distract her

when elytrian!phil gets too exhausted and weak from being underground too long he often lays on the beach near mermaid!niki because they don’t want to leave him alone as he recovers

avian!tommy is jealous of elytrian!phil because despite having wings and hollow bones himself for flight he never can because he’s part human so he feels so useless phil holds him in his arms as he flies tommy can never articulate how grateful he is

enderman!ranboo is outcasted by fellow enderman because they quite literally look down on him and humans as he is partially one he’s also shorter than them so they ignore him but his other mutant friends always cheer him up by trying to jump up and touch his head avian!tommy cheats often and flaps his wings that can’t carry his full weight to lift himself higher by elytrian!phil chastises him and forces him back down

blaze!jack runs hot despite his human appearance and can’t hug his friends which makes him more sad than anything else he leaves a trail of embers and he feels he does more harm than good for his found family

avian!tommy squawks and chirps occasionally and he can’t control it his friends don’t make fun of it cause he gets embarrassed by it since that’s really the only way his bird half materialized besides his useless wings that can’t hold his weight similar to avian!tommy, enderman!ranboo vwoops, blaze!jack exhales loud and deep like his kin when extra tired and scares his friends accidentally, and mermaid!niki forgets her friends can’t hear her underwater but she can’t hold her breath in air too long so she remains silent

mermaid!niki often gets left behind while the found family goes on adventures but she passes the time by singing her siren song to herself as distraction shulker!tubbo likes to stay behind with her and weave her flower crowns from land flowers mermaid!niki doesnt sing around anyone else because it has such a bad effect on their human halves but shulker!tubbo? hes hard of hearing and just feels the vibrations of her deadly song and hums along

feline!quackity would purr when happy and enjoy milk when his human half despises it mermaid!niki would pet his head as he curls up on the warm sand to take naps during the day

phantom!wilbur (like ghostbur) makes sewers filled with water to everyones house and everywhere important so mermaid!niki can follow them around for the most part she pokes her head through the manholes & scares them accidentally when she’s bored in the lake alone & wants to talk

when the origins found family decide to go and tackle the ocean monument mermaid!niki gets distracted conversing with the guardians and even convinces the elder guardian to let them explore if they won’t take all the loot they find

[vestzmc]

funky origins time.

refixed my tubbo design after seeing @/jewjawjow's small animatic and fell in love with their tubbo's design style. the mini fight with tubbo and wilbur was really cute so I had to draw them.

Close ups:

[thefichoard]

you have asked for prompts and received : its a little bit too cold outside for something as small as you t!avian!tommy and g!phantom!wilbur

Too Cold for Someone like you

Summary: Tiny avian Tommy is found freezing by the giant phantom hybrid Wilbur. Wilbur finds him adorable and takes him back home to rest and recover. Too bad he didn’t think to explain that.

Trigger Warnings: Near hypothermia, swearing, unintentional fearplay, mentions of death/fatal vore/dehumanization but none actually happen, let me know if there are others!

one shot below the cut

Tommy shuddered and shivered against the gnarled tree roots. Snow was just beginning to fall on the rock hard ground and Tommy was far from equipped to deal with that weather. He had tried to fly or climb up the tree to the hollow he’d spotted, hoping it’d be warmer, but his limbs were too cold, joints locking up, leaving him unable to climb or fly.

Soft keens and warbles tumbled from his chattering blue lips. He was unable to stop the weak chirps for help. He knew none would come. He’d been long since kicked out of his flock, left to starve or be eaten in giant territory. He could already hear the groans and gurgles and hisses and rattles of the monstrous sized creatures that plagued the night.

Another cold wind tore at his wings, leaving him crying frozen tears. The tips of his fingers and toes were numbing and his stomach was so empty it was trying to eat itself. He crumpled up, hoping and praying that any body heat he had left could somehow miraculously keep him warm. He knew it was a lost cause, however. It wouldn’t be long until he was nothing but a frozen popsicle for the giants to pluck up and enjoy.

Tommy squeezed his eyes shut. He just hoped the death was swift and soothing.

“Oh, hello there,” a voice rumbled around him. Tommy’s eyes snapped open and he creaked his frozen neck up to stare in horror at the neon green eyes looming above him. Fuck. Of course. Tommy had hardly slept ever since he was abandoned. He probably smelled delicious to the phantom hybrid grinning down at him with their razor teeth.

“What are you doing, little bite?” Tommy shuddered violently at the nickname, but the giant crooned at that, reaching down to cup his hands around the tiny avian. “Ooohhh, there there. I’m here now, little one. It’s too cold out here for someone as small as you. But don’t worry! I’ll have you home in no time.”

Tommy whimpered at the statement, mind already being filled with all the ways the giant could kill him. With his emphasis on it being too cold, Tommy would be he’d be cooked. The giant merely hushed his cries, cupping the tiny close to his chest and strolling away from the tree.

It was a horrifyingly short amount of time before they were met with a blast of warm air, a door snapping shut behind them. Tommy could only curl closer on himself as the giant drew closer and closer to the fire.

But Tommy wasn’t thrown into the flames, nor was he lifted to the mouth. Instead, the phantom hybrid laid down on a massive couch, swaddling the tiny in an unfinished knitting project and tucking the tiny avian against his chest.

“There we go,” the giant cooed. “You rest now, we’ll get you some nice, warm food in no time.”

The giant hummed softly, chest vibrating against Tommy. He’d felt raccoons purr before, this felt quite similar. And he was so tired and so cold. Surely no one could blame him if he just… took a little nap...

[blackarrow-bagels]

Hc that Crowfather cried the most at Sticky Piston’s funeral because he also lost a kid young (hence why Wilbur is a phantom)