#fitspreen

He was declared dead. He was dead. Fit remembers the monitor and the big giant message declaring Spreen dead. Dead as a fucking doornail.

So why was Spreen here, in front of Fit's face, with a pack of cigarettes and a gallon of milk. Wait, no, a bag. For some reason.

Spreen's ear flicked and he tilted his head, sunglasses pushed up onto the top of his head. He smiled, fangs showing.

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: QSMP | Quackity SMP Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ángel Missael Castañeda Vega | MissaSinfonia/Phil Watson | Philza, Iván Buhajeruk | Spreen/FitMC Characters: Phil Watson | Philza, Ángel Missael Castañeda Vega | MissaSinfonia, Chayanne (QSMP), Tallulah (QSMP), Cucurucho (QSMP), Iván Buhajeruk | Spreen, FitMC (Video Blogging RPF), Roier (Video Blogging RPF) Additional Tags: OKAY SO EVERYONE but the two that shall not be named is gonna be here, Canon Rewrite, spreen suffering is my drug, A lover letter to Qsmp as whole!, Retelling, Falling In Love, Hurt/Comfort, gonna start funny and enter angst-land, especially since the Angst Queen will be surveying, Pining, Mutual Pining, Winged Phil Watson | Philza, Reaper Ángel Missael Castañeda Vega | MissaSinfonia, Grim Reaper Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Slime Charlie Dalgleish | Slimecicle, Romance, Death Family, There will be other relationships but I don't want to clutter the tags with background ships, Other characters too but in the background, Slow Burn, slowish burn, Adding ships as they become majorly present, Mild Blood, Imprisonment, (but thats just the qsmp for you), Animal Death, Child Death, Character Death, people die, if you see us add some tags ahead of time no you didn't, Kissing, First Kiss, a little suggestive?, Blood and Injury, Violence, A little gore, Eldritch, Body Horror, Slightly - Freeform Summary:

What if we could turn back the clock? See the story again? What if it went differently? What if it didn't have to end?

A retelling of the whole QSMP story, originally made up of 68 pages and 256 paragraph length bullet points, now made into a full fic. It centers mostly around the death family with delightful encounters with many other favorite characters (Ash demands as much Fred as possible...).

Removing the restrictions of streamer schedules to accentuate many friendships and dynamics, expanding on abandoned storylines or plot points that didn't work out.

So. Let's tell this story one more time.

MY BABY HAS BEEN POSTED!!

Mangle t’as de la chance que je t’apprécie parce que j’aurais reçu cet ask de quelqu’un d’autre je serais en full lockdown personne ne regarde mon blog personne ne me perçoit for all intents and purposes je n’existe pas /hj

*sigh* So uh. Sometimes you enter a fandom and you get into rarepairs. And then you somehow get into rarerpairs.

So. Fitspreen! You know how some people call pairings ‘love-hate’ and then you look and it’s all love no hate? Yeah, that’s not what’s going on here :D These guys fight and yell and bite and fuck! Spreen’s still a bad father to Ramón and that’s one of the things they tend to argue about before going to solve problems. Elsewhere. Enemies with benefits kinda vibe y’know? Spreen bites until he draws blood then cuddles and if Fit has something to say about it he’ll just insult him. Not healthy in any way but fun :)

"I don't think I am..." Spreen makes an awkward face, tapping his fingers against the table. "A dad."

Fit had gotten Ramon to sleep over at the favela, knowing Pac would, at least, like having him around, and Richarlyson and Ramon would bond. They both needed some brotherly time while Fit sorted this out.

Fit sipped his coffee and nodded, looking down at the papers in his hands. "Oh yeah?" He looked over the rim of his glasses to Spreen, who seemed to just not.

Fit. Into this space.

Spreen nods though, sighing through his nostrils. His snout had crumbs in his whiskers. Admittedly, it was a little adorable.

"Then why did you come back?"

Spreen looked away from Fit, sunglasses back on over his eyes. He nervously maneuvered in his chair, then looked at Fit again.

Chapters: 7/? Fandom: QSMP | Quackity SMP Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ángel Missael Castañeda Vega | MissaSinfonia/Phil Watson | Philza, Iván Buhajeruk | Spreen/FitMC Characters: Phil Watson | Philza, Ángel Missael Castañeda Vega | MissaSinfonia, Chayanne (QSMP), Tallulah (QSMP), Cucurucho (QSMP), Iván Buhajeruk | Spreen, FitMC (Video Blogging RPF), Roier (Video Blogging RPF) Additional Tags: OKAY SO EVERYONE but the two that shall not be named is gonna be here, Canon Rewrite, spreen suffering is my drug, A lover letter to Qsmp as whole!, Retelling, Falling In Love, Hurt/Comfort, gonna start funny and enter angst-land, especially since the Angst Queen will be surveying, Pining, Mutual Pining, Winged Phil Watson | Philza, Reaper Ángel Missael Castañeda Vega | MissaSinfonia, Grim Reaper Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Slime Charlie Dalgleish | Slimecicle, Romance, Death Family, There will be other relationships but I don't want to clutter the tags with background ships, Other characters too but in the background, Slow Burn, slowish burn, Adding ships as they become majorly present, Mild Blood, Imprisonment, (but thats just the qsmp for you), Animal Death, Child Death, Character Death, people die, if you see us add some tags ahead of time no you didn't, Kissing, First Kiss, a little suggestive?, Blood and Injury, Violence, A little gore, Eldritch, Body Horror, slightly? Summary:

What if we could turn back the clock? See the story again? What if it went differently? What if it didn't have to end?

A retelling of the whole QSMP story, originally made up of 68 pages and 256 paragraph length bullet points, now made into a full fic. It centers mostly around the death family with delightful encounters with many other favorite characters (Ash demands as much Fred as possible...).

Removing the restrictions of streamer schedules to accentuate many friendships and dynamics, expanding on abandoned storylines or plot points that didn't work out.

So. Let's tell this story one more time.