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.ᐟ RELEASE THE BEAST! — works/fics
.ᐟ let's chill for today. — answering asks
.ᐟ it's me! from the streets! — announcements
.ᐟ didn't see me coming? — moots/oomfs!
.ᐟ check this out? — reblogs
I got too lazy to make Sword and Rocket, I might do them tomorrow though !!!
Anyway I got so into this AU I drew my OC Spring Saber if he were in it... I just thought of a character in this universe who would vow to be the one to take the blows for the rest of the cycles (as in be the closest to dating the reader). Saber would do this for the others but eventually fall for the reader, from there on it's not really about the others anymore to him as he makes absolutely sure none of them rank any higher.
yea guys I'll date the reader ! what a terrible fate I have bestowed upon myself... hey don't talk to them NO
ANYWAY I LOVE THIS AU!! sending all the support ever 🙏 your Y/N is the cutest
oh. my. GOD.
first of all. I LOVE!!!! YOUR ARTSTYLE!!!!! SO MUCH!!! IT'S SO CUTE!!!!!!!!! I WANNA MUNCH ON SABER AND NAME SO BADLY!!!
SECONDLY. SABER. IS ALSO. SO CUUTTEE!!!!! i would like to hear more about him if u allow it... I LOVE HIS DESIGN SO MUCH!!!! ouhh he would NOT like ivory... ivory vs saber ????
[name] would be probably heartbroken if they found out if saber's love was initially not out of pure intentions... if i had to describe it, it's like he's being dared to ask out [name] or he's just the scapegoat if that makes sense..?? they would doubt saber if he's being real or not with his love... (but they lowkey can't help also be a bit swayed by him other than ivory because y'know... the others basically friendzones them)
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR BEAUTIFUL ART THIS IS SO PEAKALICIOUS AND ALSO MEANS SO MUCH TO ME
this is my sign to also tell everyone that if you have fanart of my fic, SEND THEM TO ME IN MY INBOX!!
Me omw to put my phighting oc through Ivory's route because if the phighters didn't want my oc in the plot before, THEY DON'T GET TO BE WITH HIM NOW!!
-🐀anon (I'm still working on my oc's designs in the AU,, look out for your dms you will get jumpscared with that and fanart of Ivory :3)
LMFAOOO YOU'RE SO RIGHT RAT ANON
also oh no 👀👀 i hope i dont 👀👀 get jumpscared by fanart 👀👀
the creator's notes ; i really had fun working on this chapter #lowkey also oc somewhere inside.... guys guess who.... haha...
> YOU HAVE ARRIVED.
The first day of school was always the important day for everyone.
Except it was now just like any other day to you.
But why do you still feel nervous?
You've lived through this so many times. This isn't new to you. Yet the hair on the nape of your neck were starting to stand, and your mouth started to feel dry.
The school's high building now stood imposingly, as the windows of the classrooms glisten. The sun peeked out from where the clouds were, the rays of light make you squint your eyes.
A lot of students were scattered in crowds, some already with groups, and some alone. Chattering buzzed among them, the noise like static in your ears. The inphernals beside you were like smears of various colors; probably due to the school allowing customized uniforms, just as so long it had the school logo.
Yours was just simple… probably because you're the player. If you could remember correctly, you design it at the start of the game. This uniform you designed was when you were still back in the real world…
"I had bland taste back then," you muttered, looking down at your uniform before looking back up again and putting your headphones on.
InfoMeter's voice rang out in your pocket again, muffled.
> IT IS NOW 7:50. YOU HAVE TEN MINUTES LEFT BEFORE HOMEROOM PERIOD.
> OBJECTIVE: FIND YOUR CLASSROOM.
Right. You need to find your classroom.
The problem is that you don't know what your new section is. You would remember, but the sections just had to be randomized each cycle; so you had a new section each time you relived the year.
"I oughta slime out those administrators who thought it was a good idea to make me find my section on the first day," Your eyebrow twitched in irritation as you climbed up the stairs to the entrance, following along the flow of the other students.
For a fictional highschool, some aspects weren't as efficient like in the real world. You'd thought it'd be way better than your school, at least.
The hallway was, of course, filled with students. It was lit with fluorescent lights, despite it being sunny outside. The vibrant, familiar red lockers were lined up at the side of the walls, like a stereotypical American highschool. Though, there were spaces in between for the doors of the classroom.
You had to get to the school board where they'd post the list of students and their sections first. Thanks to your (sometimes horrible) memory for remembering the layout for the school.
As you were walking down the hallway, you glanced at the side to see some very familiar figures. There was a trio by the side of a classroom chattering before the period started. They were quite flashy, with how they were wearing bright, neon colors like a second skin.
The inphernal that was lazily leaning back on a locker had dual-colored horns—cyan and orange. The cyan horn had something lodged in it, with little cracks that spread. Worn, old bandages were wrapped around his hands, with a little bandaid on his nose. His uniform blazer was open, with a brightly colored orange jacket with cyan strings and a black tie with the school logo; one of the sleeves were rolled up to show his bandages.
The inphernal beside him had a red helmet with a checkered design in the middle; There was a faint logo printed on the surface. Under the school blazer, he was wearing was a faded red to maroon hoodie with the strings sticking out. He wore camo pants that looked awfully out of place.
Lastly, the inphernal infront of the both of them had a green cap that was worn backwards. Under that, he had a visor with the screen resembling eyes. He also wore the school uniform blazer with a tie, with dark green pants. He had a lot of accessories around his belt area, with lime colored shoes.
You ducked your head down, suddenly deciding that the floor was way more interesting while passing by these individuals quietly. Yup, they were from the Playground cluster—and you knew damn well who they were. But you decided not to even bat an eye at them.
The game randomizes which love interests—though limited—appear in the hallway. If you could recall, some were the three earlier—Boombox, Skateboard and Coil—with others being Sword and Rocket, which were the most common interests. Rarely, it would be Slingshot and his siblings. Only them.
Though, you were thankful that you didn't run into Sword and Rocket. Who knows how they'll react? It would be a pain to explain why didn't you go with them, and how abrupt you were cancelling plans.
Oh well, that wasn't your problem at the moment. You just needed to get to the board and go there immediately—
"Oof—!" You felt yourself colliding with someone, stumbling backwards a bit. They held your wrist to keep you from falling, their grip firm. When you stabilized your footing, they let go—albeit unusually slowly.
"I'm really sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going-" You looked up to apologize properly, moving one of your headphone muffs to the side to hear the inphernal you bumped into; When you were suddenly met with tired eyes... or rather, a tired eye…
Wait.
The inphernal you bumped into had a neat, loose blouse with a dark forest green vest ontop; with the school logo as the pocket seal. He also had dark slacks as his pants, with golden yellow accents.
His ID was pinned at the opposite side of the pocket seal. His glasses loosely rested on his nosebridge over his downturned eye, his left one obstructed by an eyepatch. He was carrying some books, with an air that was like of a professional.
The ID stated; "MEDKIT - 3RD YEAR'.
Your eyes widened a bit when you took a good look at him. Wait, why was he here? Wasn't he supposed to appear later in the game?
"…You need to look at where you're going." He suddenly spoke up, his eyebrow creasing ever so slightly—as if he was trying hard in masking something, but was seeping no matter how hard he tried.
No matter, you just needed to get out of there.
"Um, yeah. Sorry." You clipped your words short before getting out of his way, the school board just meters ahead of you. As you sped walked out of there, you could feel his gaze lingering.
So. You've sighted four love interests already; with the last one supposed to be appearing later in the game. This was quite unusual.
You shook your head to rid of the swirling thoughts, already arriving to the board. Now you just needed to find your name…
There we go.
[NAME] [LAST NAME] - SECTION PISCES - 4TH FLOOR
Section Pisces, ah, so they were going with Zodiac signs for the section names this year. You also remembered that Sword's also your classmate, since he mentioned it days ago. Though…
Your classroom was on the 4th floor? Are they seriously trying to kill you?
You unlocked your phone, seeing the time. 7:55 AM in big bold numbers.
Your eyes blown wide as you bolted to the stairs. You were going to be late at this rate..!
But, as you were rushing up the stairs, trying to avoid bumping into other students, you saw a flash of black and blue… and a helmet that was unmistakable. You didn't think much of it, other than not being late.
As you arrived on the fourth floor, you panted—slowing down as you approached your classroom. You see the sign on the wooden door in a fancy font—Pisces. Okay, this was where you needed to be. Why did it have to be at the end of the corridor, though..?
Peeking at the window, you saw that your homeroom teacher wasn't there yet. Okay, nice, you weren't late yet.
Creaking the door open, most of your classmates were talking with eachother. You tried to control your breath, while your heart was still pounding in your ears. You also wiped off the sweat on your forehead with your sleeve. You scanned the room for vacant seats—there was two.
One next to Sword that was at the back of the class, and one next to a random classmate which was near the board.
He even saw you. He was waving you over to sit next to him, with the same grin he always has worn. But there was a certain tightness in his expression. You can see the subtle stretch of his lips, wider than usual. Almost like it was forced.
For the past cycles, you've chosen to sit next to Sword. Considering that you've ditched him and Rocket earlier…
The door suddenly opens behind you—it was your homeroom teacher. An opening.
You quickly rushed to the nearest seat so that you won't get chewed out. It was next to the random classmate.
At the corner of your eye, you see Sword's expression falter in… confusion. He masked it as soon your teacher started. You guess that was understandable. At least you have an excuse for later as to why you didn't sit next to him. If he'll ask you why.
For now, you'll have to endure your teacher as they'll drone on about the orientation and how the school system works…
Just then, InfoMeter's voice rang in your headphones.
> LISTEN TO THE ORIENTATION?
YES → TAKE OUT YOUR NOTEBOOK AND SET YOUR HEADPHONES DOWN. (+ 3 ACADEMICS.)
NO → KEEP ONE HEADPHONE MUFF ON.
Well… At least listening would have a benefit.
⡞⠳⣄⣀⣠⠞⢷ ֹ۪
"Okay class! We're done!" Mr. Amerisword, your homeroom teacher, suddenly clapped his hands to get the attention of his class. You also jolted up, snapping out of your daydreaming.
"Let's have an activity," Mr. Amerisword pressed his remote, moving the presentation onto the next slide. "to get to know your classmates! Starting with your seatmate."
"For ten minutes, get to know your seatmate. Then after that, introduce yourself as your seatmate in front of the class!" Mr. Amerisword then set up a timer on screen, before letting the class go on with it.
Oh right, it's this activity. It was common back in the real world, and you didn't particularly like it. It meant you had to come up with questions on the spot and try to piece the awkward silence.
You'd usually do this with Sword.
But not this time.
You glanced at the back of the class, seeing Sword paired up with another classmate. Looks like they're hitting it off… He could always talk to people easily. He'll be fine.
You braced yourself as you turned to your classmate. You can already sense the awkwardness before you even turned to them. But you had to suck it up.
New year, new you.
Swallowing your anxiousness down, you slowly turned your seat to them. "Um… hello." You looked up to see downturned pink eyes staring right into your soul.
"…Hi." They turned back to their desk, spinning a mechanical pencil in between their fingers so easily. Their bangs fell forward, propping their chin on their palm.
"What's your name?" You slowly leaned forward on your desk, tilting your head to see their face better.
They had a nasty scar on their cheek, stretching across their face like a warrior. In contrast, a bright, yellow star that looked like a tattoo was painted on their right eye. Now that you really looked at their eyes, it was almost as if there was a different color in every direction. It was… pretty.
"It's Ivory." Their voice snapped you from staring too long. "My full name is a mouthful… so just call me that."
"Oh… I see," You nodded, turning your head away almost swiftly. You hoped they didn't see you staring, that would've been embarrassing.
A moment of silence settled between you, before you spoke up again. "Mine is [Name]. But… you can call me [Nickname] if you'd like."
"It's nice to meet you, [Nickname]." Ivory nodded, their voice low yet soft. Their voice was almost like it could pull you down into the depths of sleep. Or were you just being dramatic?
"Likewise," You chuckled, looking back at them. There was almost a weight that was lifted off your chest—almost like you felt free to talk without really having to hold anything up.
"Anyways, aren't you cold?" You asked, leaning back on your desk chair. "You aren't wearing your blazer."
"Hm?" Ivory's eyebrows raised in question. They wore a untucked loose blouse with rolled up sleeves. The said blazer was wrapped around their waist securely, acting like a second skirt. "Oh. I don't really feel cold."
"You certainly look comfortable, though." Ivory's lips tugged up a little smirk, scanning your outfit.
"Thanks, I picked it out myself." You shot back playfully. You both chuckled, before letting out a deep breath. When was the last time you had made friends like this?
Mr. Amerisword then suddenly called out that there were five minutes left.
"Five minutes already passed??" You didn't even notice—you were having such a good time talking with Ivory. They seemed equally shocked as you were.
Ivory's lips stretched into a smile. "I didn't even notice," they shrugged, what's done is done. "Oh well. Why don't we just get to actually know eachother?"
For the last five minutes, you've already learnt so much about Ivory. You went on a friendly back and forth chat, adding in some random facts about eachother.
You learned about their favorite color, to how they managed to rant facts of a specific jellyfish that's immortal in the last minute.
You listened to all of it.
"And then, they revert back to their polyp stage to grow again—" Ivory gestured with their hands, radiating that child-like excitement compared to their closed off demeanor.
You don't know how you exactly got to this topic, but you weren't complaining.
Their knee was bouncing as they were explaining, before Mr. Amerisword's timer went off. They went on a full stop, grimacing awkwardly before clearing their throat.
"…Um, time is up." Their voice reverted to that lulling tone, almost like shrinking back into their shell. You huffed softly with an amused smile.
"Well, all that's left is wait for our turn," You shrugged, seeing Mr. Amerisword picking the first pair already.
…Maybe this wasn't so bad.
⡞⠳⣄⣀⣠⠞⢷ ֹ۪
Class ended right after the activity was finished.
As you were packing up your stuff and put your headphones back around your neck—since you were taking notes during orientation to boost up your academics stats—you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder.
It was Ivory.
"Hey. What's your next class after break?" They asked, tilting their head in curiosity.
That question caught you off guard way more than it should've.
But then again… it was nice. It was nice that someone was asking about you. You don't know how to explain it.
Seeing that they were waiting for your response, your words came out faster than it should've. "Oh, um, Biology. I have general biology next."
"Oh, nice." Ivory seemed pleased, with the way how their shoulders slumped in relief. "You're a transfer student, right? I'm one too." They sighed.
"I swear the building is like a maze…" Ivory shook their head.
You snapped out of your shock, putting on a grin. "I know right?" You zipped up your bag, letting the straps rest on your shoulder.
"Geniunely, whoever designed this floorplan has gotta get their job taken from them." Ivory rolled their eyes, looking back at you. "Anyways, wanna go together during break?"
You nodded your head enthusiastically. You swore you heard your neck crack internally—or you just had a stiff neck the whole homeroom period. "Yeah! Honestly, I'm hungry. I wanna go to the cafeteria."
You and Ivory walked out of the classroom side by side, gleefully talking to eachother.
For the first time in years in this goddamned game, you were actually having fun. You were actually living a school life like you used to—you seemed to get back to the rhythm of it.
Though… you couldn't shake off the sudden chill that just went down your spine. It made the hairs on the back of your neck stand, and an uncomfortable feeling in your gut… for some reason.
Something's wrong… but you can't pinpoint it what exactly it is. Do you look back?
…No.
You can't ruin this.
Not with your new friend.
So you shook it off, focused on the inphernal beside you, and both went on your way to the cafeteria.
—
Sword stepped out of the classroom once he saw you with that classmate… Ivory. Ivory Periastron.
His eyebrows furrowed, and his jaw slightly tensed. He gripped the side of the doorway a little too tight.
Why was he feeling this way?
You were 'a close friend' like he stated to Rocket earlier.
You're just a close friend. You're his childhood friend along with Rocket.
As he watched you go, something warred in his chest.
He remembered the last cycle. He was your last chance. Your last chance to go back home; Back to the real world.
But when the time came… You confessed when the stars started to glimmer, the moon illuminating you under that night sky…
He felt nothing but repulsiveness in his stomach.
The acid in his stomach would start to burn inside. Bile would rise in his throat, as he was fighting back the urge to grimace—to make that disgusted face. His smile was forced, lips stretched way too tight.
You forced us here.
You're the one who did this.
You forced us to live the same year. Over, and over, and over, and—
"I'm sorry, [Name]. I only see you as a close friend." He apologized. The hopelessness was written all over your face.
"…ord."
"…word..!"
"SWORD!"
Sword jolted upright, letting out a loud yelp that earned him stares. He quickly looked to his side to see Rocket.
"Oh… Rocket, you scared me!" He sighed, his hand resting on his chest and his body slumping while holding onto the doorway.
"Yeah. I was standing here for how long now." Rocket's voice was sarcastic, his arms crossed. "What're you staring at anyways? Break's almost over."
"It is?" Sword seemed geniunely surprised, his eyes widened at how much time passed. It felt as it was just now that break started…
"Where's [Name], even? Aren't they supposed to be with you after you guys introduced yourselves?" Rocket looked around and let out a 'tch', as if you were playing a prank on him and Sword. "We all have Biology together in our schedules."
"About… that…" Sword scratched the back of his neck. "They… went with someone else."
Rocket looked at Sword as if he grew a second head, his eyes widening behind his goggles.
"HAH?!"
"Rocket, keep it down!" Sword immediately clamped his bestfriend's mouth shut, looking around to see if anyone was staring again.
When the coast was clear, he slowly let go of him.
"What do you mean they went with someone else?!" Rocket hissed, his fingers clearly twitching at his sides.
"I don't know, Rocket!" Sword threw his hands in the air. "They didn't sit with me when the orientation started like usual!"
"Besides, why are you upset with it, Rocket?" Sword asked him.
Rocket didn't know. He's supposed to not care—in fact, he hates you—You're the cause of everyone's misery! How could he even feel sympathy for you?
What's this feeling just conflicting in his chest with his hatred for you?
So why is he so agitated that you went with someone else rather than them? Why was he agitated that you didn't go with them earlier, too? It didn't make sense at all!
"I… Ugh!" Rocket stomped his feet, before grabbing Sword's hand roughly and started to drag him to the classroom assigned for Biology class.
phighter designs will be added as the chapters go...
CHAPTER DIRECTORY
!! for [Name]'s design, this is just how i imagine the uniform! since [Name] is a reader-insert, you are free to design their uniform however you want! (looks around... i wanna see ur guys' uniform designs eyes emoji.. i'll yap about my design notes under the cut...)
for the highschool uniforms, i've stated that the students could go free reign with their uniform, but it does come with conditions.
they can go free reign as long as the logo of the school is present, or the main colors are navy blue and yellow. the id is also a plus — students can choose whether they want a sling id or a clip-on id.
the main thing the students wear in these highschools are blazers or vests with pockets that have the school logo on them.
however, there are some students that opt out of vests and blazers, and they wear polos and blouses, or anything under that category, they have to have the school logo sewn on the breast pocket.
"why does [name]'s alt uniform have no navy blue or yellow?" this was before i decided the design notes above. i made it greyscale for the readers to imagine what colors they want to be inclusive.
PAPA-PAPARAZZI! || NORMALIZED YAN AU ! phighting x GN ! reader
summary : in where you , yes YOU , are the self proclaimed 1# phan of flipside , and the phighting arena , buying out all their merch , recognizing faces easily , even having a shrine of them! practically being a crazy fan .. but oh poor you , you just happen to catch their attention !
yet something's been off. I mean in the inpherno it's normal for yanderes to exist. After all it's just part of inphernal nature! ... Though something's been watching you. You know it, you feel multiple gazes on your back. Which is like a dream isn't it? Unfortunately for you .. you are a darling.
WARNINGS : obsession at first sight , Yan behavior , delusional behavior , reader is a creep , internal panic
NOTES : this is a normalized Yan au. Meaning love at first sight. Or obsession to be exact. But anywhooo terms of yandere and darling are used here. Because. Y'know. Normalized au , you'll meet banhammer in the second chapter spoilers. Also ignore how short it is I got lazy halfway through..
YOU ARE THE BIGGEST PHAN—that's what inphernals who are quite close to you, describe how you act. I mean c'mon! Can you blame them? You quite literally have a shrine of them ! Ita bags , photo cards , plushies, keychains , LITERALLY EVERYTHING ! not to mention you also stalk them! You're just a REAL weirdo.. not that they can blame of course. We all have our phases.
Waking up bright and early, the first thing you do in the morning is to obviously admire your shrine. You had so much dedication , visions , and fantasies ! But anywho, you still have to take a walk outside .. oh well ! Maybe you would spot some fans along the way? You need more friends of course .. because you're a loser inphernal.
I mean it's easy to find them anyways! Oh well.. time to walk outside! By the time you walk outside , the sun shining bright on your eyes making you squint a lot. But luckily you brought a parasol. And a towel around your neck. Yes it's flipside themed. You don't really own anything else than merch ..
As you walk down the roads , you start to notice a cafe in the distance—oddly enough , it reminds you of a phighter you like! Maybe it's new? You haven't seen it before .. though you probably haven't because you mostly stay inside.
So you head over there with your parasol before eventually placing it in a random bench .. which was your first mistake.
As soon as you look through the window of the cafe , wanting to see the inside before entering .. you recognize some inphernals.. it's as if you've seen them before!
"Oh."
"OH???"
There's no way.
Your eyes widened in shock , stepping back for a moment—theres actually no way those are YOUR IDOLS. Shuriken , slingshot , vinestaff .. all three ? And they're in uniform? You fawn over them internally because holy shit. I mean who wouldn't? They're strong , capable , lovely , everything actually! No wonder why every inphernal loves them ...
You rub your eyes to make sure you're not hallcuinating and still half asleep. They're still there.
Yeah you're definitely not hallucinating. Quickly opening the door, the bell jingles signaling your arrival , and they don't even look at you! I mean it is bustling but still disappointing because they're still your idols and you do want your idol to pay attention..
Walking to the counter you (un)patiently wait before shuriken shows up. "Hello welcome to the cafe. What's your order ..?" He asks you, while you're still looking at the menu confused and awkward. All of this is so yummy, you can't even choose anything!
"uhhh lemme get..."
"get..?"
"lemme get.."
The clock is ticking by how long your taking right now. You can't choose ! Too many good options ... "Look you have to order quickly there's a line behind you." His voice snapped you out of it. Your eyes drifted behind you, and there was very impatient inphernals behind.
"right! Uh—" after telling him your order he just nods and tells his sister to make the order. Vinestaff. Ouuu shii... I mean who said that. Its pretty nerve racking isn't it?
You sat in a random area , waiting for your order patiently , and awkwardly because goodness. How lucky you are to find out your own idols WORK HERE !! you can't wait to ask for a photo.. ugghhhhh but it's so NERVY. What if they find you weird. Which you are but that's not the point !
"here's your order!"
As soon vinestaff brought the order over to your table, you froze. Dear sfoth SHE IS JUST AS PRETTY IN HER WORK UNIFORM!! you muster up the courage to ask her for a photo—but it froze in your mouth, leaving you sitting their awkward mouth open and still looking at your food. Not wanting to be seen like that you scarve it down QUICKLY like a starving animal.
Though when you were just about to pay—
Someone bumps into you.
"… sorry." A quiet mumur.
You internally panic again. IS THAT FUCKING MEDKIT. AND HE BUMPED INTO YOU? you'd likely die in happiness but sadly enough, who knows! You have to get valks and Dom's autograph in the next concert ..
"I don't have any money.."
Wait maybe this is your chance. So without thinking blurt out to him—"I'll pay!" Awkward silence.
"... Thanks." Oh. Nevermind ! Okay your all right now just breathe in and out [name] don't screw this up at all.. "yeah—yeah! Uh, no problem.." you responded to him, trying to stay nonchalant and cool. The thing is, you didn't notice how his pupils dilated.
... Or how the three inphernals looked at you when you were talking to him.
After eating your food and paying for him, you decided to visit the local skateboard shop nearby! Your pretty sure one of your online friends told you to meet up at this place eariler ..
Though you can't tell what to do anymore . Eh. Whatever, you've always been unsafe on the internet so who cares! ... What if it was a creepy old inphernal.
What if. It was a kidnapper.
You stand there in thought , overthinking on how it could be a weirdo , a old inphernal , a creep , generally anything that's bad! Your practically sweating so much to the point it makes you look like a waterfall yourself! Just who knows what'll happen? ITS WAY TOO HARD ON YOU !!
... Nonetheless, you gulp, and muster up your courage to slowly, and slowly push the door open, feeling the familiar scent of.. whatever that is.
...
Holy shit.
THERE'S NO WAY. THERE'S ACTUALLY NO FUCKING WAY????? HOLY SHIT. BOOMBOX. AND SKATEBOARD. AT THE SAME TIME??? I mean .. you did meet 4 of your idols eariler.. BUT TWO MORE?? all of this is about to give you a nose bleed and YOU DONT KNOW WHY !!!!!!
well. You do know why.. it's your idols. That's all. Gosh you feel like it's your LUCKIEST day today!! Which it is. But no, you can't act like a creep. You can't act like a weirdo, IN FRONT OF YOUR IDOLS. THATS EMBARRASSING!! especially when you've been a Phan of them for YEARS.
You froze right there. On the door way. While skateboard and boombox just stared at you utterly confused. "Yo .. you okay there?" Skateboards voice snapped you out of your thoughts, making you quickly straighten up. "U-uh.. yeah! Yeah! Sorry.." you mumble put a response, while walking over towards them.
"so your princesstycoonnumberone—" did boombox. Just. Say your username. "SHHHH—" you put a hand over boomboxes mouth out of pure embarrassment, your face Turning bright red like a tomato all because of BOOMBOX. SAYING THAT. EMBARRASSING USERNAME YOU MADE WHEN YOU WERE A NEWSPAWN. This is why you regret it so much ...
BOOMBOX laughed lightly, patting his hand on your back. "Hah! Knew you were embarrassed of that username buddy.." he exclaims. While you look away awkwardly. "Yeah... Yeah.. uh. So your boombox and.. skateboard right?" You asked them, knowing the both of them were your online friends for years.
"yeeepppp..that's us." Skateboard responded to your question a little too quickly.. you still can't believe you're talking to your idols right now! It feels like a dream! Though if it was then you wish no one would wake you out of this dream for GOOD !! "Ah.. right right right!"
"so.. what's your DNA anyways?" "What do you mean by that?"
"are you a yandere.. or just a darling?"
...
Fuck you actually don't know yourself. YOU NEVER GOT TOLD WHAT YOU WERE SO THIS IS REALLY EMBARRASSING TO ADMIT TO YOUR OWN IDOLS. BECAUSE WHO KNOWS THEY'LL THINK YOUR STUPID!!! AND CREEPY TO HAVE A CONVERSATION WITH. FUCK FUCK FUCK.
Wait your a darling. Right. You forgot about that haha..
"for me I'm a yandere—"
...
Wait.
Oh shittitngssss..
"um—actuallly I have to go now!" You say while sweating, while they stood there awkward and confused. "Huh? Why..??" "Um—its because I have a important meeting! Yeah.. meeting." You quickly responded, panicked and nervous, because If your idols were yanderes. That means.
YOU MIGHT BE KIDNAPPED. AND AS MUCH AS YOU LOVE THEM YOU DONT WANNA BE KIDNAPPED!!! ... Unless it was the flipside brothers I mean who said that?
Before they could get a chance to say goodbye you've already rushed through the door.
... Ah. So their darling caught up pretty quickly huh.
After rushing outside you don't know if it was adrenaline.. or pure fear, preferably pure fear because holy shit. Holy shit that was scary. You could practically see the temperature drop when they said they were a yandere .. who knows what'll happen to you if you ever get close to them.
YOOO the fic is out (paparazzi) and your first chapter too !!! Coincidence in the same day lowk.. anyways I lowk feel scared for [name] they're NOT surviving this
OUUU ILL CHECK OUT UR FIC RN
as for name,,, we'll just have to see how they'll turn out...
I finished the first chapter and holy shit…I’m gonna lwk hope that ( it’s gonna get worse probably BUT LET ME HOPE!!) the mc will get some sort of mercy😭😭
Also on an unrelated note, I read the series with like my phighting oc in mind…he’s NOT surviving this au yo✌️✌️
-🐀anon
HEHHEHE IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED THE FIRST CHAPTER!!!
also 🐀 anon whos ur 👀 phighting oc 👀 i'm curious...
you must break the pattern today or the loop will repeat tomorrow. ⌫
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INFOMETER:
> WELCOME TO A BRAND NEW CYCLE, [NAME].
the creator's notes ; the first chapter has been posted !! yay !!
You were tired.
You were so, so tired.
The alarm next to your nightstand practically blared in your ears, making you groan and toss in bed.
You lived through this morning for almost a thousand times now.
Like any normal person, you sluggishly slammed down the button for the digital clock to shut it up.
Alright, [NAME]. You lived this fifteen times before, you can live this new cycle again.
Before all of this happened, you were just like any weird teen. You had interests that differed from people, you had few friends, and you really didn't stand out all that much.
One might say that your life seems lonely, but it was yours. Despite the cold lunches and the free time spent in your classroom due to your friends having other groups to hang out with, there was one thing that didn't make you go insane.
Phighting.
It was a Roblox game that had a spot in your heart, besides the late night moments of almost punching your screen because of your teammates.
And just like any other fandom person, you loved, really loved the characters. You were one of those people who would imagine themselves with them—self-shipping was the term.
Despite the fanfictions and imaginary scenarios, you also liked dating sims. You got to make the choice, you get to choose your own ending.
So imagine the amount of noise complaints you got from your roommates when you squealed at the sight of a Phighting dating sim. A highschool AU, no less!
You stayed up playing it, trying different options and seeing what options triggered the other Phighters' routes. That same night, you unknowingly passed out.
Like any cliche anime story, you found yourself isekai'd into the game itself!
With the experience of going through every route and its requirements to get there, you were confident in yourself that you could get your love interest!
Except… it just didn't work.
Your first ever cycle ended in a fail.
In some way, somehow, the things you've remembered trying in the game didn't work. Even the automatic unlockable interests like Sword and Rocket, they didn't accept.
You restarted back at the start of the school year. The InfoMeter—the thing that helped you with information and objectives in the sim—told you that the only way to get back to your world is to get with any of the love interests.
It just didn't work.
Even if you maxed out your ranks in the later cycles, none of the love interests accepted your confession, or confessed to you. Changing personalities didn't help, either.
This lasted for fifteen cycles—you've tried to cater to every love interests.
You've tried to mold yourself to what ideal person they preferred, referring to Infometer. You've paid attention to every romance flag at a specific time, and remembered to respond to it.
Nothing.
And you've given up at this point.
You stared into space at the wall in front of you, and subconsciously scanned your room.
You remembered when you could barely contain your giddiness as you first found yourself in the same room you've customized in the game: your dream room.
Now, it just made your eyes ache.
You forced yourself to sit up, letting the cool air of the morning brush your skin.
A buzz vibrated on the side of your pillow—your phone. It lit up as a notification popped up. You grabbed it.
first day of high school — July 14, XXXX. From; InfoMeter.
With every failed cycle, you always returned to July 14th—InfoMeter would always show you your route, and how well you did.
The same robotic voice came from your phone.
Route Sixteen: A Normal Year.
"With nothing special happening, you've continued your life as a normal highschool student. But at least, you've made friends along the way."
Stats: ACADEMICS RANK 6, CHARISMA RANK 6, KINDNESS RANK 6, CONFIDENCE RANK 6.
Route 16. The same route you'd always get at the end of each cycle; You didn't get with any love interest, but you've only been close friends with them.
With your social ranks maxed out, you've unlocked every single one of them. You've adapted and managed your schedule to fit all of the interests. But it still just didn't work.
You shook your head, pondering getting to you again.
If you thought too much about it, a headache would start to form just on the first day. You shook it off, throwing your legs to the side of the bed to stand up and start your morning routine.
This cycle… you've decided to just exist.
Be a background character, or be a part of something—something you've never tried before?
Either way, you've decided to be just… you.
You're tired of being something else for others.
Today, you'll treat it like you've treated it like any other normal first day from before.
You've already packed your schoolbag the night before, so you didn't worry about missing any stuff.
Standing up from your bed, you grabbed your uniform from the closet and went in the bathroom to change and do your routine there.
⡞⠳⣄⣀⣠⠞⢷ ֹ۪
The obligations were still weighing in your mind, a stubborn glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe this time it'll be different. But that's what you've always told yourself.
You looked in the mirror. It has slight fog from your shower, slight spots from years of being used.
Despite everything, it's still you.
You wore your customized uniform—since the school apparently allowed it. You wished it would've been the same in the real world…
But you realized you were missing something… Oh right, your ID.
You twisted the doorknob of the bathroom, grabbed your phone on the sink, and went to your desk, where your ID was placed.
This was when the player got to choose their name.
InfoMeter's UI popped up in front of you.
Different cycles, you've chosen different aliases. Your online name, names that you thought were nice, even your original characters' names…
But this time, you wanted something more… like yourself. And what better way to do it than putting your own name?
You grabbed the ID, as the cover reflected the light in your room.
You let out a deep breath, before deciding and inputting your desired name in InfoMeter.
[NAME] [M.I] [LAST NAME].
You straightened out the lanyard before looking at it again. You decorated your lanyard—pins on both sides, with key chains at the end of the ID holder.
As soon as you put it on, your phone buzzed loudly, the ringtone echoing loudly.
You pulled up your phone, seeing the caller ID.
'SWORD !!'
Oh right. This was the first introduction to Sword and Rocket.
You stared at it for a moment, debating whether you should answer or not. You can practically hear Sword's words in your head, as if you can recite it perfectly.
Reluctantly, you had to pick it up. A beep! was heard when you accepted the call, bringing the phone to your ear.
"Name! Name! Are you already ready? Me and Rocket are about to reach your house, we're just a few blocks away!" Sword's voice was energetic—too energetic in the morning—it almost grated on your nerves how you heard this exact sentence so many times.
Sword and Rocket are the player's childhood friends in this game; Naturally in this sequence of events, they made plans beforehand to go together on the first day.
Normally, the only choices for the player are to say whether you're ready or not. Ultimately, you had to go with them.
Not this time.
"Ah… Sorry Sword, I'm caught up with something. You and Rocket can go ahead with the bus." You lied through your teeth. You definitely didn't have anything going on.
"What?" Sword's voice faltered, confusion in his voice. The energy dampened down audibly. You can hear Rocket pipe up in the background. "Did they say…? What?"
You can hear the phone fumbling in the call, likely Rocket swiping it from Sword.
"What do you mean you're caught up with something?" Rocket's voice almost sounded… rigid, and off. But almost as if he did something out of line, he tried to take it back. "I… I mean… uh…"
"Eerr.. What Rocket meant to say is that.. uh… wwee can help you! Yeah, we can help you with that!"
Your eyebrows furrowed. This is… wrong. But then again, you're defying the main story. You're tired of going with the flow of the story.
You shook your head lightly, before speaking again. "No, it's really okay. If you're worried about me being late, it's fine. I'll just catch up."
"…If you're sure…" Sword's voice became quieter, before you hung up without a goodbye.
You let out a relieved huff as the call ended, slumping near the doorway before stuffing your phone in your pocket.
Going to school alone was not a foreign concept to you—in fact, you always did go alone everyday back home. Except the times where your sibling went with you.
You wanted to forget those times.
Always every time that your sibling goes alongside you, their friends just swarm them. Even something as simple as just walking in the hallway with them, every person just greets only them.
Your sibling, without a doubt, was and is better than you in many ways than one. The golden child of the family, as you would say.
They're exceptional with academics, competing in some out of town competitions with their team. They were student council, being volunteers in various clubs. Not only that, they were better than what you were only capable of doing.
Art.
You remember such a time in an art competition, being confident in your entry. Art was a comfort to you, and it was the only way you could prove yourself.
Until they joined.
They even asked you for help with their entry, saying that you were the better one. They always went up to you, asking for feedback and all that.
Liar.
You're always better than me.
You're just rubbing it in my face, aren't you?
And they won. First place. Your parents were proud of them, of course. It's them; it's always them that gets everything.
You were third. After that, you never touched anything remotely related to art again.
That's why you moved on to video games. That was the one, and the only thing, that they couldn't touch.
They always spent their time on academics, extra curriculars, you name it—all for their dream college that they wanted to get in. Medical college, like what your parents wanted.
You… didn't have any particular ambition. You never thought that far ahead in the future—you were unsure of what you wanted. Every time those activities involve future careers or jobs, you just… put something general.
Sure, art was an option, but with the economy right now? No thanks.
You grabbed your bag, slinging it over your shoulder and feeling it weigh you down to the side. You didn't really put in much effort, considering it was still the first day.
A muffled voice came from your pocket. You dug your hand in, past the lint and dust to fish out your phone from inside. It was InfoMeter.
> IT'S TIME FOR SCHOOL. YOU WOULDN'T WANT TO BE LATE NOW, WOULD YOU?
…Huh. InfoMeter didn't react to you changing the story? Then again, you were in the game itself.. so maybe you could explore. Find new possibilities—new things to do rather than chase some inphernals that didn't even bother to pay attention to you.
⡞⠳⣄⣀⣠⠞⢷ ֹ۪
"They were acting weird earlier, don't you think?" Sword mumbled, walking side by side with Rocket on the sidewalk. The concrete crunched under their shoes.
Sword and Rocket passed by [Name]'s house, now a few blocks ahead on the way to the school. A slight tense silence filled them from their conversation earlier.
Sword was taken aback by [Name]'s refusal to go with them. They would always go with them, no matter the circumstances.
On the other hand, Rocket was tense by the way he acted earlier. He didn't know why the sudden agitation washed over him when he heard the words from the phone.
He didn't even like them. In fact, he hated them.
"I don't know, Sword." Rocket sighed. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, adjusting the bag slung on his shoulder. His eyebrow furrowed just slightly. "Maybe they just have something up. I don't really care."
"And you shouldn't, too." Rocket glanced at Sword. His voice became gruff with every word, venom seeping out. "We've been living the same shit over, and over because of them."
"But have you ever thought that it's because nobody ever accepts them?" Sword stops in his tracks for a moment, before Rocket noticed his best friend stopped.
"It looks like they were really trying." His expression was empathetic. "They were trying to… y'know." Sword couldn't explain it, but the feeling was there.
"You say that," Rocket sighed, turning his back on Sword. "And yet you also rejected them." He stated bluntly.
"I…" The words died down in his throat, looking away in shame. That was true, yes—but it wasn't like the others; It wasn't resentment, but he just genuinely thought [Name] was a good friend.
There was a moment of silence before Sword picked up the pace again, catching up to his best friend.
"C'mon," Rocket called out for him, looking more impatient. "At least they're not here to bother us anymore."
Though, it was like as if something shifted in the world itself—as much as Rocket didn't want to admit it. He knew Sword felt it too. But his accumulated exhaustion and resentment overrides this uneasy feeling.
A headache was forming. On the first day of highschool.
…For fucks sake.
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> BEFORE YOU START THE GAME, PLEASE NOTE THE FOLLOWING:
> THIS GAME CONTAINS YANDERE ELEMENTS, UNHEALTHY DEPICTIONS OF ROMANCE, SWEARING, STALKING, MANIPULATION, GORE AND MORE. FURTHER WARNINGS WILL BE STATED IF NECESSARY AT THE START OF A NEW CHAPTER.
> FURTHERMORE, THIS GAME IS SET IN A HIGHSCHOOL SETTING.
> DO YOU WANT TO START A NEW GAME?
> [Y]/N
> WELCOME, DEAR PLAYER! PLEASE, GET YOURSELF ACQUAINTED!_
> NOW... WHAT IS YOUR NAME?
✐ YOUR PROFILE
✐ Name: [Name] [Last Name].
✐ Age: 17
✐ Gender: ???
✐ Pronouns: They/Them
✐ Birthday: ???
✐ School: Phighting University
✐ Year: Sophomore / 2nd Year of Highschool
✐ Cluster: Undecided at the moment
> I SEE... THAT'S A BEAUTIFUL NAME. IT'S NICE TO MEET YOU.
> I AM INFOMETER, YOUR GUIDE. ASK ME ANYTHING; I KNOW EVERYTHING.
> WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, PLEASE LOOK AT YOUR LOVE INTERESTS' PROFILES, PROVIDED BY YOURS TRULY.
⌈ MAIN CAST ❤︎⌋
⋆.˚ Sword [2ND YEAR, LOST TEMPLE CLUSTER]
✐ Your childhood bestfriend along with Rocket! He's friends with Medkit, seeing him as his brother. He's always stringing along with you ever since you all were newspawns. He's relatives with one of the school admins, Venomshank! Despite not looking like it, he's one of the top scholars in the school. Primarily seen in the classroom.
✐ A laid-back, yet playful student who always wants to keep on moving. Best friends with Boombox and Coil. Friends with Slingshot. He is always seen fooling around with them. Seen outside in the courtyard practicing tricks, or with Boombox.
✐ A quiet student who lingers in the most obscure places, also the student government secretary. He's seen with Hyperlaser occasionally, but prefers to be alone studying. He has Shuriken, Vinestaff, and Slingshot as his dorm neighbors. He's seen in places where few people frequents.
✐ The student government president that totally won the elections fairly. He's also related with one of the principals of the school, Windforce. He's set on making the student body value equality, setting rigid rules to reinforce this ideal. He usually stays in the student government room.
✐ Your other childhood bestfriend with Sword! A loud and boisterious student who retaliates whenever someone picks a fight. He's friends with Medkit, seeing as he's friends with Sword. He also hangs out with Coil, Skateboard, Boombox, and Slingshot. He's seen hanging out with Sword in the cafeteria or helping out his dad at the shop.
✐ A perfectionist and studious student who aspires to own his own cafe one day—currently working part-time in another cafe. Additionally, also a scholar due to that. Siblings with Vinestaff, and Shuriken. Is seen with Coil occasionally, but is annoyed by him. He's seen in the halls, or in the cafe he's working in.
✐ Another quiet student who does not talk much. He wears a helmet to aid his daily life, as he was involved in an accident that caused him to lose his sight. Comes off as intimidating, but he's really awkward and struggles in conversation. Friends with Katana, and classmates with Subspace. He's seen in the library, or lingering in the halls.
✐ A sleepy student that tends to drift during class—though, there's a reason why he's always sleepy. He's seen with his siblings, Vinestaff and Slingshot. He tends to not talk with other students due to struggling to socialize. He's seen in the library, sleeping during break time.
✐ A charming student who doesn't really follow the rules. Despite her demeanor, she's dependable and loyal to her friends. She has a 'rivalry' with Ban Hammer due to her attitude, with him initiating it. She's sometimes seen with Medkit. She's seen primarily with 'The Broker', or near her classroom.
✐ The student government vice president. He rivals with Subspace in terms of academics, although reluctantly. One of the top scholars in his grade. Despite being friends with Sword, Rocket, Scythe, and 'The Broker', he's always chooses to be alone. He's sometimes seen sketching in the courtyard.
"I̴ ̷l̶o̸v̵e̶ ̶y̵o̴u̴.̷ ̶I̷'̴m̸ ̴s̵o̷r̴r̷y̵.̵"
⋆.˚ Boombox [2ND YEAR, PLAYGROUND CLUSTER]
✐ A selfless student who likes to uplift others with his music! Boombox tries to help others whenever he can, through ways of volunteering in other clubs, and all that. His bestfriend is Skateboard, with Coil, Slingshot, and Rocket as his other friends. He's usually seen in the music room.
✐ A top scholar, and an egotisical student. He always initiates the competitions between him and Medkit, seeing to it he bests Medkit in terms of academics. Another top scholar in his grade, and boasts about his achievements frequently—including his invention, Biograft. He's seen in the robotics lab, or the science lab.
✐ The student council auditor. She comes off as an eccentric student, struggling, yet eager to connect with others. Other than her auditor duties, she's also fond of plants. She has her siblings, Shuriken and Slingshot. She's usually seen in the school garden, tending to the plants there.
✐ An unserious yet intelligent student—additionally a scholar due to his intellect. He often messes with other students, particularly Slingshot and Subspace. He does not take anything seriously, including his studies. Though, he takes an interest in robotics, tampering with devices. He's friends with Skateboard, Boombox, and Rocket. He's seen either in the robotics lab, or near the school exit.
> OOPS. THERE SEEMS TO BE SOMETHING WRONG AS OF THIS MOMENT... BUT DO NOT FRET.
> THAT'S NOT ALL! OTHER THAN THE MAIN INTERESTS, THERE'S ALSO OTHERS! WHETHER IT BE PLATONIC OR ROMANTIC, YOU DECIDE.
⌈ SUPPORTING CAST ❤︎⌋
⋆.˚ Biograft [1ST YEAR, BLACKROCK CLUSTER]
✐ A creation made in the Robotics Lab by Subspace. Has managed to get sentience and was granted the permission to roam around the school. Somehow. It's seen with Subspace, or near the lab.
✐ A reserved student who partakes in the news broadcasting sector along with his sibling, Valk. He's one of the ones for taking the role of the emcee for events—namely academic events. He's one of the most favored hosts along with his brother, leading to being popular. He always partners with his brother whenever being the hosts. He's seen around the broadcasting room with his brother.
✐ An outgoing and upbeat student who is involved in the news broadcasting for school with his brother, Dom! He's one of the most favored hosts along with his brother—thus being popular. He's one of the most favored hosts along with his brother. He primarily hosts for tournament and sports events. He's seen around the broadcasting room with his brother.
⋆.˚ 'The Broker' [3RD YEAR, THE LOST TEMPLE CLUSTER]
✐ An enigmatic student who comes off as jovial and outgoing to most students; though he also comes off as intimidating due to his demeanor. He's close friends with Scythe, friends with Medkit and acquaintances with Rocket. He's usually seen at the back of the school.
I like to think r0:aml would be….sort of tad bit silly at first but it goes darker over time due to the yandere themes going on here. Cause like imagine being stuck in a dating sim and FINALLY gives up on finding love, I’d also like to think that the reader/mc not only comes back to try to have a normal life, but also a matchmaker of some sort.
Now, I am assuming that the reader/mc got a bunch of experience from attempts of romancing the LI (love interests) so they try to set other NPCs up with the said LIs…and not realizing the horrors until it’s kinda too late
I’ll probably ramble more after I finish my last two attacks on artfight
retry now would fit mundane life ngl..this is just me rambling:3
-🐀anon/bald anon
I ENCOURAGE YOUR RAMBLING 🐀 ANON!!!
honestly, i've been thinking of making a playlist for r0:aml but i'm too afraid to share it because it'll contain a lot of popular songs that everyone has heard...
though, i would love to hear your guys' first impressions before the first chapters drop...!!
credits to honeyluvsw and isisjupiter for the dividers!
⌶ After failing to get any love interest in almost fifteen different cycles, you've decided to just live a normal student life in the sixteenth cycle—and just accept your fate in being stuck in a dating sim.
Unfortunately, something happens when you aren't trying hard. ⌫
✉ paring; y!phighting x reader
tags; highschool dating sim AU, isekai, yandere. further and specific warnings will be stated in future chapters. proceed with caution ⚠︎
additional notes? inspired by persona and dating sims
last updated: 08/3/26
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