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i geniunely love how you write the phighters dottie... if i can request could you do one for coil...
Coil, your boyfriend, is the type to act tough around others but absolutely melt whenever you're in the picture.
During phights, he's taken hits to the stomach that would've made anyone topple over and cry, but he'd act like it didn't hurt at all—the hit was a mere poke to him.
But whenever you're around and he accidentally hits his hand against something? He's rushing over to you and wrapping his arms around you so he can hide his face in your neck while you ask if he's okay.
When he gets into arguments with people, they tend to get heated real quick due to how teasing Coil is. Even though the Inphernal isn't actually bothered, his voice will still raise as he keeps taunting whoever he's arguing with.
But when you walk in asking if everything's alright? He's going to shut up immediate and go over to you, ignoring the other Inphernal's existence as if they were nothing. (They were, according to Coil.)
May i... request nullgrim x reader crumbs... if thats okay? 👀
tags; fluff, might be ooc but yes.
a/n: this was made at 5am so bear with me. but yes heres nullgrim... i need more content of him everyone get on abnormalities apartment now. also i will edit the format later when im awake SO!
Moments with Nullgrim are quiet when you both are alone. Beneath all that banter and stand offish behavior, you have a very soft Nullgrim. He very much won’t admit it, but he shows it when it’s just you two.
Spending time with Nullgrim would consist of reading sessions (mostly him reading and you annoying him), going out for mundane errands, and/or just merely existing near each other.
Nullgrim would show his love in a silent way. Do you need anything? He has it covered. Want to play a favorite game of yours? He’s already learning it as you speak. Do you want to rant? He’s always listening. It might not be grand, but it’s in his own way, and you could never ask for anything more. Just don’t point it out, or else he’ll get embarrassed.
Ever since defeating the cult and now living with Nullgrim, he’s been more affectionate in his own way. That day, when you were battered after defeating Mina, he’s never been so outwardly protective than ever. And you never fail to remind him always, just to see his flustered reaction.
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“...It’s cold,” You shivered, your breath turning to white puffs in the winter. Snowflakes rained down, the chilling breeze brushing your skin. You regret not wearing more layers in this weather…
“Did you seriously forget to wear a sweater?” Nullgrim turned around to you, seeing your arms wrapped around your frame. He sighs, before he takes his own sweater off and hands it to you. “Wear it. Or I might just take it back.”
Your eyes widen a bit, seeing that the sweater was practically pushed onto your hands. “Are you sure..? Won’t you get a cold?”
“I’m much more resilient than you.” You rolled your eyes at his response, seeing his ego was still there. As you wore his sweater, his eyes lingered. It looked baggy on you, and definitely… looked better on you.
His sweater definitely smelled like him; mixed with the scent of old paper and coffee. But… it brought you more warmth than a comfy blanket would. Your gaze eventually led up to Nullgrim’s face; he looked so… content.
“Are you staring?” You teased as you caught him, in which he just lets out a huff, and continues onwards to the grocery. A giggle left your lips before you started to catch up to him.
would anyone gaf if i made a self aware!phighting book x gn!reader like my a life to dream book (<- except a life to dream is platonic while this one isn't)
i just lowkey need ideas for the plot, and was wondering if you guys like yandere elements or not.
self aware!phighting lowkey stemmed from my self aware!genshin/hsr au phase but yeah. lmk if you guys interested by sending a reply in my inbox
Bro the self-aware phighting cast….I’d be so cooked if they were in my laptop because outside of roblox I play a lot..like LOTS of dating sims, writing fanfics too…me as a reader will get teased to death😭😭😭
I LOWKEY WOULD ALSO BE COOKED DW ANON
i especially would worry that they would see my messages gushing about them(especially certain phighters)... it would be lowk embarrassing
but i imagine dragging them back shimeji style to the roblox window and just telling them "stay there pls. don't look at what i'm doing."
For some reasons, I feel like self-aware au phighting cast would be great comforters to teen!reader/kid!reader,,, well not all of them would be that excellent at it but I hope ya get me:’D
I GET YOU ANON… I SO GET YOU!!! anon please keep sending me ideas also im lowkey sorry for straying so far off topic here BUT
i have so many more ideas for teen!reader honestly… (i tried to fit all phighters here now!!!!)
imagine, just getting home from school with a bunch of homework on your back—but you decide to go on your laptop/computer to play phighting to procrastinate; usual teenage antics.
and then, you load into the lobby to just see all the phighters on your screen—a little silly thing happens and theyre all like “go do your homework, kid.” like LITERALLY forcing your game to stop teleporting to the other servers. of course, the game is left open for them to see youre actually doing your homework. (but you know they come from a good place.)
you would rant about everything what happened at school; your crushes, incidents, all that! i feel like while most phighters are not good at comforting words, they make it up with listening, like hyperlaser. maybe phighters like coil, rocket (maybee? i guess he’s close to reader by now) scythe, and ban hammer would tease you about your crushes or whatever was embarrassed.
I feel like all of their reactions are funny whenever you especially if it’s gossip—jaws dropped, many questions asked, and mortified ones. it makes you cackle every time! teenages scare the shit out of them now.
other phighters show how they care is by looking after you—say that you’re playing for almost about five hours, they might pop up and tell you to take a break; shimeji style, like i said in my last post. i think phighters like medkit, katana, vinestaff, boombox, shuriken and skateboard.
i feel like for specifically biograft, it can serve as your personal reminder list, alarm, or anything. subspace really urged you to use it, says that it’s more useful and efficient than your human-made ones. (it’s true. tried and tested by you yourself.)
speaking of shimeji phighters, i feel like they would find a way to get into your phone (if you’d let them). maybe by having the roblox app on your phone, or some cryptic way you don’t know. there’s a limit to how many can fit on your phone, so they take turns to see the human world through your phone.
sword would want to see everything—your school, hangout spots, everywhere! he’d get very curious about the places in the human world, but you can only go far (strict parents am i right.)
slingshot would revel when he saw the food in your world—when you go to cafes after school and show him the pastries, he would ask all about it; he would also want to get the recipe and try it out for his own cafe!
subspace would want to see your lessons—he would probably listen in to the teacher’s lectures, some other phighter would try to shut him up for you to not get caught (because for some reason, whenever subspace speaks, the volume level of your phone raises. you try not to bring subspace out as often now.)
Oh boy , imagining all this , and how teen / kid reader would probably be so pissed off and probably sob from how angry and sad they are after school , and the phighters like , see or notice it , or even feels it . . .
There’s way too many possibilities with self aware Phighting istg .
For some reasons, I feel like self-aware au phighting cast would be great comforters to teen!reader/kid!reader,,, well not all of them would be that excellent at it but I hope ya get me:’D
I GET YOU ANON… I SO GET YOU!!! anon please keep sending me ideas also im lowkey sorry for straying so far off topic here BUT
i have so many more ideas for teen!reader honestly… (i tried to fit all phighters here now!!!!)
imagine, just getting home from school with a bunch of homework on your back—but you decide to go on your laptop/computer to play phighting to procrastinate; usual teenage antics.
and then, you load into the lobby to just see all the phighters on your screen—a little silly thing happens and theyre all like “go do your homework, kid.” like LITERALLY forcing your game to stop teleporting to the other servers. of course, the game is left open for them to see youre actually doing your homework. (but you know they come from a good place.)
you would rant about everything what happened at school; your crushes, incidents, all that! i feel like while most phighters are not good at comforting words, they make it up with listening, like hyperlaser. maybe phighters like coil, rocket (maybee? i guess he’s close to reader by now) scythe, and ban hammer would tease you about your crushes or whatever was embarrassed.
I feel like all of their reactions are funny whenever you especially if it’s gossip—jaws dropped, many questions asked, and mortified ones. it makes you cackle every time! teenages scare the shit out of them now.
other phighters show how they care is by looking after you—say that you’re playing for almost about five hours, they might pop up and tell you to take a break; shimeji style, like i said in my last post. i think phighters like medkit, katana, vinestaff, boombox, shuriken and skateboard.
i feel like for specifically biograft, it can serve as your personal reminder list, alarm, or anything. subspace really urged you to use it, says that it’s more useful and efficient than your human-made ones. (it’s true. tried and tested by you yourself.)
speaking of shimeji phighters, i feel like they would find a way to get into your phone (if you’d let them). maybe by having the roblox app on your phone, or some cryptic way you don’t know. there’s a limit to how many can fit on your phone, so they take turns to see the human world through your phone.
sword would want to see everything—your school, hangout spots, everywhere! he’d get very curious about the places in the human world, but you can only go far (strict parents am i right.)
slingshot would revel when he saw the food in your world—when you go to cafes after school and show him the pastries, he would ask all about it; he would also want to get the recipe and try it out for his own cafe!
subspace would want to see your lessons—he would probably listen in to the teacher’s lectures, some other phighter would try to shut him up for you to not get caught (because for some reason, whenever subspace speaks, the volume level of your phone raises. you try not to bring subspace out as often now.)
Just wanted to say that your self-aware phighting fic is peak!!!
-🐀anon
thank you so much 🥹 that really means a lot ...
warning -> long yapping below
honestly, i've been thinking about this idea for a long time now because it's just too interesting... imagine the different reactions of the phighters when they find out that it was you that controlled them. especially that their existence is in a digital world—in a mere game.
i didn't explore it as much as the previous post, but i imagine the reactions vary. some may view it as a good thing, that you helped them during the phights. curiosity also consumes them, wondering what you are—you don't look like them.
on the other hand, some may not favor it as such. they want their own independence, their own choices to be made. they don't like they're a puppet on strings, their very movements in battle controlled—they want things to be strategized in their own way.
in my own headcanon with this au, reader is a college student. when the phighters find out who you are and what you look like (via a screen in the sky), they see what you are doing in the background when you leave the game open. they get curious about your life, and how you functioned.
because of that also, they see your usual (bad) habits eg, staying up late for an assignment, doing a project, in a vc with friends. it wasn't long until they found out the source of the yelling in the back of their head (aka you screaming in vc and raging in phighting)
if they find a way to explore your computer/laptop out of the game, they'll appear like those shimejis; cute little things you can interact with! although, you still haven't noticed them (because theyre hiding 👀)
i imagine subspace and medkit looking at your courseware to look at the academic material you've been studying on—their minds can't get enough on information! while others like sword and rocket get curious and look around the computer. maybe others like coil will snoop around on the internet. better hope they won't find your messages to your friends gushing about your favorite characters...
speaking of favorites, i'm not sure if the phighters will get an ego rush when they're your favorite (i know subspace will.) or others will be proud, or bashful/flustered. maybe they'll be like "ouhh!! i'm their favorite blehehhs!!!" my mind is lowkey not working rn.
but thank you for the ask 🐀 anon!! so sorry i had a yapping session LOL
a/n; inspired by linorinax's self aware phighting post! title is a song from the glass animals
hey everyone! it's been a while again
keeping it short, i'll be deleting all old requests from my inbox. i sincerely apologize for the people who have been waiting for a very long while.
i want to refresh my blog—retheme, refresh inbox, all that—especially that most of my old requests were forsaken related, which i am deattached to now.
you may send requests, the following fandoms i am accepting at the moment are PHIGHTING!, BLOCKTALES, and ABNORMALITIES APARTMENT. DIE OF DEATH will be removed from my fandoms list.
requests will still be slow, i apologize again, since i want to keep working on my fic, 'a life to dream'.
without further ado, enjoy reading!
Thinking about Self aware Phighters. At first, something will feel off to them. They feel their limbs are heavy—something, or someone controlling their movements. Not only that, a heavy weight on their shoulders, almost like a burning gaze searing their back—at the same time, it also felt... comforting. Like something was keeping them safe, guiding them.
Then, there comes the whisperings—if they could even call them that. It was more like yelling at the back of their minds, yet they couldn't discern what it was saying. But they somehow knew... it was cheering for them.
Though, there are specific hours where this 'guidance' fades away, letting them be free. It sometimes made them feel lonely.
Curiosity eventually brimmed in them. Was this force a friend, or a foe?
Sword first confides in Rocket, saying that there's this weird feeling that he's being guided. It felt really weird, especially that he didn't mind it. In fact, it helped him focus more in the Phights, earning more Bux than usual!
Rocket tells Sword that he's not alone, that he's been having that exact occurrence. That the 'gaze' was on him while he was helping Zuka around Da Shop. Sword then wondered if Medkit was also the same, and took Rocket with him to find out.
It wasn't long after that word spread around. This 'gaze' that had been watching the Phighters specifically. All agreed to group up in the middle of Crossroads.
The atmosphere was tense, especially between the Inphernals who had past history with eachother. But Sword cleared the air, stating about the situation they were all in. Nobody except them receiving that gaze.
"Could it be a higher deity above?" Sword pondered, his chin in his hand.
"How could it be? The Swords are barely out in public." Rocket chimed in, being beside him. Everyone else were also in deep thought of what could it be. "Not after... what happened."
"Then what else could it even be?" Slingshot crossed his arms, feeling a bit disoriented about the whole situation. "What even is this... being anyway?"
"I've always felt it...or them... in the sky." Medkit muttered, before looking at a specific direction out in the sky. The others followed his gaze, seeing the vast horizon above.
At first, it looked normal. The clouds drifted, with the birds flying by. Then they saw it. A thin, vein-like outline in the sky. It felt out of place, akin to someone plastering black tape. The more they stared at it, the more it became apparenr.
Suddenly, the sky started to crack like glass, before the shards fell off. There was a perfectly rectangular hole in the sky—except there was someone in the middle. That someone, who held that same gaze, the same feeling that made them safe.
You.
more a/n; aaa i wanted to give the others dialogue but my brain wasn't working nnhhh.,sms. anyways guys pls send more ideas for this,,,
instead of the afterlife, you end up somewhere new.
a state of dreamy meditation or fanciful musing; a daydream.
log 0 || log 2
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"wake... up?"
in a blink of an eye, he was gone; along with the world around you, it all disappeared. the reprieve in a form of a dream was shattered in an instant, before it was replaced with... a white ceiling?
a tall figure kneels besides you. way too tall for a normal human.
a human..? no; something tells you this wasn't a human.
it isn't human.
hands-no, more like claws-shook you. almost too roughly that it would shake your brain. it dug into your shoulders, almost piercing through your uniform with its nails. your body instinctively winced, as blurry low lights filled your vision. groggily, you sat up.
something slowly started to form in the midst of your haze, resembling a face. with teal horns that were akin to deer antlers, there was a crystal glowing in the middle. the darkness under it's eyes-or rather, it's restless eye, stood out like a sore thumb, even with those glasses. the eye-patch seemed worn, slight smudges of dirt staining the fabric.
you quickly jolted, shaking the fog in your brain before jumping back into a corner. it also got startled as you retreated, seeing the swirling wisps in your hand; before the white strings formed into a rapier-the sharp blade now pointed at it.
it's eye widened, then narrowed. it slowly held it's hands up in slight surrender, slowly standing up.
"...m'q rsx ksmrk xs lyvx csy."
"...what?" your face contorted into a confuzzled expression, trying to make sense of the noises it was speaking out. it almost just sounded like gibberish to you.
"csy hsr'x yrhivwxerh alex m'q wecmrk?" there it was again, the gibberish. it made you raise your eyebrow at him, not understanding with what it's saying. although, in it's eye, there was almost a sense of familiarity with what you're saying.
"what are you?" you cautiously stepped back, your back almost pressing against the walls. again, it seemed to think after you said something.
"csy'vi givxemrpc rsx jvsq fpegovsgo sv xli glyvgl... alex vieppc evi csy?" it's certainly not gestral language that it's speaking - provided that it didn't even look like one. could it be those white nervons? but then again, you would understand it nonetheless.
a moment was taken to really look around the place. it seemed like that you were in a really small room. the walls looked like they've seen better days-the brick walls painted with grime from over the years. A rugged couch was near the window, with a small desk drawer that had a dull lamp sitting on top. another table had papers scattered on the surface, some crumpled, some neat.
"alc hsr'x csy lezi lsvrw?" it questioned you, eyebrows furrowing more-its eye holding a glint of concern. it's voice also sounded urgent. your grip on the hilt grew slightly tighter, though the blade was now lowered.
the place seemed isolated at the moment, only you and this creature-figure, whatever it is.
"what are you talking about? i don't understand." no doubt you still suspected the creature, your rapier still at the ready.
"calm... down."
did it just...?
"calm down." it repeated, more firmly this time. its eyes seemed to be focused behind you, or rather, the wall behind you. your head whipped around to see the brick wall behind you-there seemed to be a tear in the wall?
the faded lines of the tear and the cracks connecting it glowed with a bright white-illuminating the area around it. Inside the tear seemed like the void, an endless black space that stretched before you.
"what the...?" before you could realize it, it was sealing itself, closing-repairing, until it was back to as it was before.
"came here. through there." it pointed to the wall, speaking in broken sentences. then, it suddenly fumbled around in its pockets, fishing out a pen, and some sort of card.
it fervently started writing on a nearby paper, looking at its card from time to time. when it was finally done, the paper was held up closer to you.
"my name is medkit. you came through the wall into my apartment all of a sudden."
the script was elegant, yet slightly messy. as if it was trying its best to write in a foreign language-which it is. you examined it closely.
who even names their child medkit?
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time passed by; medkit sits with the unknown creature that is [name]. after a bit of back and forth (or rather medkit just inspecting and examining them), they've given their name. just their appearance and existence alone fueled an old spark of curiousity in medkit, the mystery that he wanted to dissect.
just what were they?
the language they were speaking sounded familiar - ancient. he just had to thank blackrock for it's extensive education and the amount of knowledge has. if he could just remember what was, then maybe he and them would be able to communicate with them without barriers.
"where am i...?" they muttered lowly, their eyes half-lidded. they sunk back against the couch, curling away from medkit. "i... don't- i... everything's blurry..."
"...m hsr'x orsa imxliv, omh." he muttered back. he hoped he understood their thoughts right... at least he thought so. one question sat in his mind-what is he going to do with them?
they certainly weren't with the church-which was really obvious. not any other faction, either. how could they be? they literally just came out of a random portal.
medkit could barely understand them, the tinge of frustration itching his brain. but he soon forgets about it as he dug into the little box of books that he kept away.
he found what he was looking for, a slightly dusty book with old, slightly ripped colored sticky notes. he quickly flipped through the pages, smoothing out the chapter he found.
xli perkyeki sj xli ergmirxw. there it was. thank god history was also integrated in blackrock's education. soon enough, he pin-pointed the language [name] was speaking.
while [name] was still calibrating and trying to wrack their brain with what happened before all of this, medkit was looking back on his notes in the book. thoughts were brewing into his mind.
how did [name] come here? what was that portal that they came through?
what were they capable of?
all these unpredictable things were piquing him-the scientific curiosity that resurfaced. although, something bothered him even more.
him.
if he gets his hands on [name], who knows what cruel experiments he would do in the name of blackrock? especially with their unknown capabilities, he could exploit on it, on them. the most predictable outcome is that he would use them to enhance his biografts.
he certainly also can't just... let them go. who knows what fiasco they would end up causing in the crossroads? an unknown creature without horns spotted, wandering around - all the more to interest the other factions.
medkit craned his head to look at the curled up [name], taking a good look at them. they wore a uniform, the style suited for adventures and all the like-with an armband that had the number "33".
they don't seem to come from a faction-or any known one, of that matter. well, what does he know?
his hand came up to pinch the bridge of his nose, a deep sigh let out. he wasn't aware until now about the additional stress put unto him now that [name] was here, along with his duties in the church and with the phighting tournaments.
so, only one logical solution came to mind, albeit he was very reluctant...
he had to hide [name].
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written by sleepyrinister | do not plagiarize, or feed my work to ai. | reblogs are appreciated <3
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a/n: first chapter!!!! aaahhh!!!! again, thanks so much for reading!!
