#c!phil

This was such an amazing event to participate in. As anyone who visits my AO3 can see, my bread and butter is longform AUs and this event delivered the opportunity to do just that - in two months! Wow. I had the incredible pleasure of working with two wonderful artists, who both made complimentary pieces to my fic. Thank you @fallen-elytrian and @c-art-o-kann for your incredible creations.

I was very inspired by chess, the game, and it spawned a very dramatic political intrigue and royalty AU.

The fic can be read here, Riddles beautiful weaves can be found here and here and Caro's incredible art piece can be found here. Please give them some love!

Thank you as always to the mod team over at @mcytblraufest - you all put on a fantastic event, and it was a joy to participate.

(Hardcore fans have always been a bit separated from the smps in my experience, obviously there was overlap but there was much more standalone lore)

Earth smp was very much “chaotic anarchist with a best friend” and that was most of the basis for fan things about Earth smp Phil

But going into the dsmp fandom, this was the first time a lot of people saw Philza in any capacity, and C!Phil…wasn’t much of a character to a lot of dsmp fans, he was just a parent. Largely he only functioned to be a caretaker or source of comfort for someone wether it be someone in the syndicate or the rest of sbi, really frequently he got reduced to “this persons trusted adult” or “source of angst for c!wilbur or c!tommy” instead of “complex character with feelings”

But as qsmp got more popular that really started falling out of favor, I think a lot of it had to do with CC!Phil only being around other adults, so he could say pretty much whatever he wanted he didn’t have to tone it down because there’s a 16 year old in the call which obviously had an impact on lore

But even just the way people treat Phil with Chayanne or Tallulah vs C!wilbur or c!tommy is so vastly different and it’s all pretty interesting to me

rating: gen

pairing: n/a

status: complete

wordcount: 4k

summary:

“I never take bullets,” Ranboo said, head fuzzing a little, “they have two L’s in them, and I don’t take L’s.”

They were pretty sure that the spirit of Tommy was speaking through them because normally they would never dare to say something so stupid to a member of the Syndicate. But those words were certainly out there, and there was no taking them back. So Ranboo just had to live with the fact that they’d actually said that.

“What,” Phobos said, which was a pretty good question. Ranboo didn’t really know what either if he was being honest.

Or: Ranboo is a hero who's gotten cornered by a villain. And he should probably be more worried about this whole thing, but the concussion is making that a little difficult.

link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44677327?view_adult=true

rating: teen and up

pairing: N/a

status: ongoing

wordcount: 40k

summary:

Of all the people in the world who should be the next Spiderman, Ranboo does *not* think it should be him.

A chronically ill, partially blind and generally feeble foster kid, passed around the system like the world's worst pass the parcel (the prize between layers is a new diagnosis) , he's the last person who should be swinging around New York, delivering justice to the masses. Literally anyone would be better!

But the universe has decided otherwise, and he finds himself under the tutelage of the first Spiderman, who appeared on the streets more than fifteen years ago, and who turns out to be a grumpy, awkward English major with bright pink hair, a husband who he swears isn't for tax benefits (they're a QPR, okay? that counts as a legitimate reason), and an inability to let this scrawny ass kid work all this out by himself.

Add some bench trio hijinks, Techno batting away a handful of meddling Avengers, and an alarming number of guns being gifted to NYs newest vigilante, what could go wrong?

A lot, is the answer

link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64755400/chapters/166392631

rating: teen and up

pairing: TommyInnit & Phil Watson | Philza, Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit

status: complete

wordcount: 6k

summary:

“I didn’t know they’d come after you like that!” Zephyrus barks. He pushes himself into the air with a powerful beat of his wings, soaring past the falling debris that’s begun to crumble from the high ceilings.

“I trusted you!” Tommy shouts, angry and hurt. “I trusted you!”

or;

Tommy and Phil had been friends once.

Not anymore.

link:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/69668931