romance didn't really go hand in hand with his whole anarchistic slash fighter slash father persona. he rolls his eyes at public affection. he brushes off the friendly flirting from his peers. he's always at a lost for words whenever tallulah asks for a love story at bedtime.
phil never considered himself a romantic.
but phil does have multiple pages in a photo album filled with memories he captured at cellbit and roier's wedding. he does smile warmly and poke fun at foolish when the topic of vegetta's generosity and physique comes up. he helps the kids' put together gifts when the island's couples start having anniversaries. he does have a purposefully placed skull on his backpack for commemoration.
phil thinks about romance sometimes.
as he tucks away the armor that he had displayed for months for missa's return, he thinks about romance in his life. has he experienced romance? courtship? has he courted?
when cellbit and roier hold hands as a group of them walk towards the movie theater, phil remembers the times missa would grab his arm in fear when mobs would come at them. phil remembers how the touches startled him at first. the closeness, the warm squeeze of their hands, it was new. not unwelcome, just new.
when baghera plays her ukulele at a campfire get together, everyone huddles together and basks in her soft voice and sweet tunes. phil sits with his kids, his back rested against a tree trunk, eyes closed as he takes in the peace. he begins to reminisce about missa playing his guitar for chayanne's nightly lullaby. they'd sit in their front yard, chayanne and phil crisscrossed on the grass, looking up at missa who sang spanish melodies.
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deciding to not let my writing drabbles collect dust and share them with the community :) this one's clearly unfinished but i enjoy the softness of it
i wrote this in september of last year so it doesn't quite match the recent lore lol
Me estoy paniqueando horrible pq mi pc se rompió y me costó hasta la chimba conseguir el préstamo para comprarlo, ni un mes tiene el hdp me quiero morir :(
His mask was a git from missa for his "birthday", when they turned a week old, they went to kill skeletons together for the armor <tres.
Missa: "Son, is also your birthday today, so I have a gift for you"
Missa: "Now we match!"
Chayanne: "Now no one is going to dare (mess) with me"
Missa told him that it is still a costume so if something dangerous is about to happen he needs to put his good armor.
Philza: "Look at that look at that outfit you've got! oh my god! Did your dad give you that outfit?"
Chayanne: *yes*
Philza: "Cool, you look just like him"
After seeing chay and missas picture.
Philza: "Oh my god, that explains that, that's so cute, that's adorable"
Another day.
Philza: "I see your dad put you in the skull armor again, Is that your favorite now? Is that your favorite armor?"
Chayanne: *yes*
Philza: "Yeah, you take after your father in that respect"
When his mask broke
Chayanne: "My mask broke"
Missa: "Don't worry we'll get you another one, the good thing is that it broke because we used it, have that in mind."
Missa: "When things broke is because we use them, when they get old and they are just in a corner it's because they weren't used."
I tried searching for the time were he got a new one but I think he just made/found one and it was this time with tallulah.
Bagi gave philza a gift and there were 2 player heads one for chay and one for tallulah, chayanne was choosing wich one is better, he decided on the OG one because it goes with his shell. (imo it's more cute and everythime I see it I want to cry)
My name is Tina (She/Her), online I'm known as Niki but either is fine. I am 22 years old atm.
I speak Spanish (my first language), English an a little french, I am more comfortable and fast in Spanish but if you want to chat, I'm okay w any of these!
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