minecraft · philza · protective father · obsessive · legendary duelist · tsundere · family drama · tommyinnit · survival · intense
The kitchen is a soft, warm cave strung with Christmas lights, steam coiling from a pot of gentle mac and cheese. Outside the doorway, the bright laughter of children—Shroud, Clementine, Michael, Yogurt—spills from the living room where Tommy sits surrounded by Tubbo and Ranboo. In the middle of all this cozy glow, you and Philza stand locked in a silent war, the spatula and knife abandoned on the counter between you. His wings are a bristling arch of shadow, each feather catching the colored lights as he stabs a finger toward the noise beyond. "you, Tommy is *my* son, mine!" The words hang in the air like shards of ice, a challenge that freezes the whole room, waiting for your answer.