#self aware reader

[bewitched-hours]

Another self-indulgent piece because I'm a mess and can't focus on one fic at a time-

So let's go with a She/Her reader-

You know you're just a character in a game.

You know you're not real.

But by whatever force created you, you wished to be. You even manipulated the code just to keep him playing. New features, gifts, the whole shabang. You made sure not to do it too often so you had him convinced it was just updates to the game but lately you've been feeling more bold because he finally took an interest in you.

"Here for another quest?" You started with your usual lines, letting Chance pick one of the quests you had coded in recently. Your developers hadn't given you so many when you were created but seeing his avatar move onto other NPCs for quests made a part of you want to scream. You knew this wasn't right and not the fault of other NPCs but you had an urge to tamper with their codes nonetheless. Maybe make them all redirect to you so you could initiate some kind of ultimate 'wedding quest' and-

No... You had to be patient...

"These are getting oddly specific..." You heard his voice call out. His avatar didn't move but you knew he was getting suspicious from the tone. You couldn't backpaddle while he was still talking to you but you attempted to stay calm while your heart pounded in your chest. His avatar was so close... Almost within reach-

"Maybe she's finally getting her own story?" Oh, to hear his theories put your mind at ease. He was assuring himself that nothing was wrong and that fact helped drown out the voices in the back of your mind urging you to look through the screen and declare your love. To tell him that you need him.

Regardless, you watched him scatter off after accepting another quest from you to gather flowers and material for a dress. It wasn't a wedding dress but you had an event in mind you thought Chance might enjoy. You remembered he once spoke about his casino so you got the idea to prepare an event with a storyline that allows him to romance you. It was tricky to pull off- and you couldn't force the romance sadly- but you were pretty proud of it, all things considered.

But this event had a hidden surprise you would never let him know about. A hidden 'bug' that allowed you access to his data but it was disguised as one of those 'Connect accounts for more rewards' pop-ups. You were hoping whatever account he used for your rewards were also connected to some kind of social media platform. You weren't interested in what he looked at necessarily but you wanted to see what he posted about in his free time as inspiration for more quests.

Luckily for you, Chance was always quick with finishing your quests and this one had you a bit more daring as you allowed yourself to go a bit off-script, considering this was a quest you made on your own. "Y-you know... I keep all the flowers you bring me..." Was the dialogue you ended with and felt your heart beating up to your throat as you only heard whispers. Questions on wether you were supposed to stutter and if he had overlooked any new features. You really hoped he wouldn't check as you watched him wander off into the wilderness and you were left with inactive NPCs that were practically frozen in time.

It allowed you to finally let out some frustrations. "He will love me..." You assured yourself, grabbing at the throat of one of the NPCs Chance had been interacting with more lately. "Once I find a way... He. Will. Be. Mine." Your grip tightened on the NPC, causing their model to glitch for a bit before popping out of existence like a balloon. "... But I should make sure he chooses me..." You practically deflated with a sigh, returning to your position to daydream about what you could do together if you found yourselves in the same plane of existence.

You could finally see the face you fell in love with and listen to the voice that used to praise the fact there was never a shortage of easy quests with good rewards. Your virtual heart could've stopped with how hard it was beating in your chest. Maybe you could even hold him and do all of that cutesy stuff you saw NPC couples do. Would he like cafe dates? Maybe even sharing a drink with one of those heart-shaped straws that you saw in a valentine's event once? The mere thought had you feeling dizzy, if you could even feel that way.

You were super nervous when the day finally came and you were able to put on that new dress you made using the materials Chance got you. It felt like a way for you to announce you were his without actually saying it. Luckily your home already had a casino deep between the shops so when you pushed out his special event, you just needed to clean the casino up a bit and giggle with glee at how quick you got access to the accounts you were so desperately hoping for. You decided to take a peek in early and-

It was you. He had a whole fan-page dedicated to writing fanfiction about you. Some even seemed to have you paired with whomever was reading these stories and although the thought of people actually liking you as a character was sweet, you cared more about how Chance portrayed you.

It was just how you acted towards him. He never seemed to take note of comments about how your actions in his stories made no sense or were alarming. You knew that this event was a perfect opportunity to get closer to him. And then you heard his Avatar approach and for once...

You didn't know what to do.

You hesitated, your movements uncontrollable and glitching ever so slightly as you moved to face the screen in disbelief. You could hear Chance be in verbal disbelief but you moved without thinking, practically looking through the screen with your face so close that it would look like a video call. Not to mention the pop-up you sent out requesting access to his camera, which he hesitated on but shakily agreed to and you were stunned to finally see him. All of him.

"Did... Did you like me too..?" You asked quietly, only receiving a nod in response that had hearts pop into your eyes. "All this time... I've hidden away and tried to keep your attention on me... And now I get to see you..." You sounded almost... Broken...

You were luckily able to regain some sense of self-control as you recognized the confusion and possibly fear he showed and you were quick to scamper back to where you had been. "Sorry... Seeing that fan page got me excited..." You muttered, settling on just hugging his avatar for the time being. "I don't wish to scare you. Please don't delete me..." You pleaded quietly, even managing a pop-up to display your begging. Your plea to be left alive.

Maybe you were lucky, maybe you were even deluding yourself into believing your affections were being returned with the way he would start talking to you more. He even tried to find out your interests and consult you on the stories he wrote. It made you feel more special, especially when you were allowed to hug his avatar and pretend it was you. It motivated you to mess with the avatar's code and although it took a while to get right, you gave him a key bind to actually hug you back. It was... A start...

But when you started hearing him flirt with you? Oh boy, you were hiding your face like crazy and it amused him. He'd call your reactions 'cute' and was completely unaware he was feeding your delusions that he reciprocated your feelings while you continued to look for ways out of this game. To escape the boring NPCs that can only do so much and fall right into the arms of your beloved. You even began sending him notifications to cheer him on whenever you knew he was working on something. You were determined to capture his heart for yourself and once you were out there, you could make sure no one else would even think about taking him away.

Absolutely no one.

"[Reader]?!" Was the first thing you heard upon waking up. You thought your game was just booting up but Chance's tone got you to respond quicker, sitting up and realizing you weren't in your usual spot. You weren't in a vibrant kingdom waiting to give out more quests and chat with your beloved. You were on a plush couch inside a dimly lit room.

Once your eyes adjusted properly, you had a look at yourself. You were still the same as in the game, just... More alive.

"I'm... Real...?" You couldn't help but mutter soon remembering that Chance was in the room too and immediately looking for him in the dim light.

It was like a dream you experienced for the first time. You could get up, you could finally see Chance up close and stretch out your arms to touch him. To make sure this wasn't just your imagination playing tricks on you.

Surprisingly, he just let it happen, calming down to hold you right back and by your creators, you nearly melted at his touch. "I've waited so long..." You muttered,a satisfied sigh escaping you as you let the moment subside. "I never thought I'd finally see the real world..."

But you were. You were out and real now. You could even help Chance with his casino and were quickly becoming his lucky charm. He wasn't willing to let you go and you weren't complaining. You wanted to be by his side obsessively.

And maybe... Just maybe...

He wanted this just as much.

Why is this out? Because the app sucks ass and decided instead of saving to the drafts, my fic would already be posted and so I had to quickly switch to private post to keep it in the works-

Anything you'd like to request/ask? Check out my pinned post first and I'll be happy to write up whatever you want!

[poltergeist1111]

ᴍᴏɴᴏᴛᴏɴᴏᴜs ; 単調な

9. CHAOS GALORE

CHAOS GALORE: ✧˖*°࿐

This day was like no other. 

Today was January 1. The start of a New year, the time when the Earth’s revolution around the Sun has made a complete circle, in this two-dimensional universe.

And the start of everything fresh and new. The times when winter retreats and spring comes in its stead. As expected, you have been hiding from chaos, aka. ‘Main characters’.

Those protagonists in which the world revolves around them and them only, side characters are only a running gag and background characters are just there to fill up space, just as usual. In your years of living, you have never approached a main character. These protagonists are easy to identify, bright coloured hair enough to burn your corneas, personality with many layers as much as an onion, and their aura… or, some sort of vibe, which was unexplainable really.

They had some kind of energy among them, you can easily pick them out amongst a crowd type of energy. Their personality always attracted others, no matter what. That was the selling point.

Back from home, when you left the complex, you felt a weird, uneasy feeling inside your stomach, a subtle foreshadowing. It was nothing like that sense of dread you felt in your stomach whenever you made a mistake and ought to be punished, nor was it the feeling of loneliness that would attach to your skin like a second shadow, plaguing you with its existence like a parasite.

It was more of a gut feeling, an instinctive response, something that warns you. In so many years, you had never expected to finally feel this peculiar emotion.There was no reason for these main characters to interact with you, ever since your control over the events of what your daily life should be like was shattered.

Saiki was a special case; you only learned of his name after hearing Teruhashi say it. He seemed to be the same as you in a different sense, but quite different. It was like you were separate from different points of reality; it was whether you met him now, or you never did, it was confusing.

Saiki also had the same appearance as the cat you had met a few weeks ago on that fateful stormy night. You could vividly recall the same stygian skies downpour with rain, and the cat shielded underneath your umbrella for protection from the rain. 

Ever since then, you had avoided Saiki, and he seemed fine with the results of your behaviour. But even you know, you cannot avoid him forever; at some point in your life, you will have to confront him.…But not today!

You were forcibly dragged outside your house against your own will. You couldn't see over the tops of people’s heads, if anything, you only saw hues of tinted blacks, browns and dark blondes, further solidifying your theory of only main characters having bright or neon colours hair. If only people could see through your lenses and not act like everything is okay.

…This was the time of the year when you would prefer to laze around your house instead of going outside and spending time outside with your family, you would rather spend holidays in solitude and sleeping. Not taking pictures of the shrine, which is far away from the crowd.

Your mother insisted that it would be a bonding experience. Your sibling begrudgingly came along with you, but you don't know where they went now. They just kind of disappeared. Like in every chapter of this story, they're not very important in the plot. You envy their NPC-ness.

Bonding experience where? You would just awkwardly pose whenever she took a picture of you. An unflattering background and an unflattering person.

You just hoped she didn't put your face on the internet (but you were completely sure she shared your baby pictures everywhere).

You caught Saiki praying in the corner of your eye, to be honest with yourself. You would have never guessed Saiki was the superstitious type.

Best avoid him.…“Oh.” You said with an absolute neutral expression.

How did you get here? You happened to pass by Saiki and his parents, who you swore wasn't there before in the area.

Saiki didn't notice your presence. A shiver ran down his spine, although he suppressed it. Unknown to you, you unfortunately stole Kaidou’s cool entrance and spotlight; if you had known, you would have fled the scene immediately.

‘Oh wow’ was the only thing you could say when you met Saiki and his parents; you had never expected his parents to be such… normal people. How did they end up with a son like that?

“Hey, Saiki.”You said in a very nonchalant voice, almost monotonous with a poker face, but internally, you were panicking about the way you talked.“So uh.. How are you doing?” You shrugged, so far now, your dialogue wasn’t that bad or cringeworthy, and you weren't stuttering. “Just happened to pass by coincidentally.”

You weren't lying when you said that happened. Saiki didn't respond to your small talk, you sweat dropped. You sweated more when a pleased aura enveloped his parents. “Hi, I'm Kusuo’s father, Kuniharu.” They both grinned happily, like discovering an adorable kitten and being able to keep it.

“And I'm his mother. You seem like a sweet child! Thank you for taking care of our little Ku!” She shook your hand aggressively. Both of them were happy to see you.

“Huh?- Uh, you're welcome?” She still shook your hand. You weren’t expecting them to be very average parents who looked out for their kids, especially paired with an abnormal child.

Kusuo had an inbuilt instinct of you were judging him in your mind, despite you being immune to him.

“Hi, Ma'am-, and Sir. Nice to meet you, I'm-” You mentioned your name briefly, wait, huh? What's even your name? Now is not the time to have an existential crisis in front of Saiki's parents. God has His specific laws for this world.

“Oh, hi, Kusuo’s friend!” Well, she didn't end up using your name either way; they didn't notice you didn't say your name. “I guess, I'm Kusuo’s... best friend?” You could feel him giving you a side glance. To say you were his friend felt incorrect. You happened to be introvert buddies who both wished to stay away from each other but were forced by the laws of the universe to coexist.

 ‘I'm being forced to interact with this person again, at least their social skills are much better than before when they were forced to sit with Kaidou and Nendou at lunch. No,,,.. they and Nendou are not my friends.’

You tuned out his parents' banter. “Who would've thought Kusuo was able to make two real friends!” You searched for any hint of sarcasm in his voice, but there was none. You found the thought of Saiki's parent insulting their child so sincerely funny.

“No, honey, I didn’t mean it like that.”

“My greatest wish was for Kuu to make many friends this year! Don't you see?The year’s barely started and it's already been granted! ”

God, you better grant my wish as quickly as this sweet lady's wish.

Their banter faded into the background again. along with the endless chatter in this place.

(should I make a taglist????, does anyone want updates on this fic anywya,,,, also I'm planning on making a Ninjago fic too)

[dream4drift]

SHUCKS I NEARLY DIDNT GET ONE（；´д｀）ゞ it fills up so fast(⊙ˍ⊙)

Anywayssss!!! something quick and simple!! OMORI HEADCANONS OF SELF AWARE READER!!!!!! PLSSSSSS┗|｀O′|┛

-🌟 anon

Self-aware as in the game, cuz i already did the other one lol😭

A PAL OUT OF THIS WORLD

Omori with a self-aware!reader

WARNINGS: minor omori spoilers, SHORT AF ASF AS FUCK, reader is older than omori, very lighthearted compared to my last done request, this is more of a drabble than a headcanon my apologies

Genre:💌🎭🌟🎉

_i'm not even sure how to start this??

_okay, so basically, omori finds you laying somewhere in the white space

Before he has the chance to question you the red hands already caught on to him while ignoring you in the process, so the hands won't target you

You managed to get out of white space, lucky for you his friends haven't arrived just yet, giving you time to get out without getting interrogated

_where were you? You basically got Isekai'ed into the game, somehow.

By how you ask? Well, it seems like everytime you sleep, your consciousness gets temporarily transferred to the inside of the game

Pretty neat am i right?

_k back to what was demanded in the request, overtime it seems like omori slowly grew to trust you a bit more than before

_he quickly figured out that you're not considered a rival/enemy to go against, most likely an interactable npc

_he could also go to you if he wanted peace? Perhaps gestures to you to get closer so the hands won't get to him

_honestly I can't see you two verbally interacting, so imma use my headcanon that omori is selectively non-verbal

While that doesn't stop him from showing you matter in a way, after all he's about acts of service rather than verbal commutating

_he however questions your disappearances, but eventually shrugs it as you being somewhere in headspace

_would also question it if you knew something you aren't "supposed to know", for example: Sunny's existence, or his whole trauma with Mari's "death"

_no, you cannot access into blackspace, only omori can, which makes him even more suspicious

_but fear not! As he won't kill you, you don't seem to mean harm as well

_you've met the headspace gang, they're chill and pretty great to be around, yet felt a little disturbed when you got to see the scene where they beat up basil in person rather in pixel style

_overall a chill, somewhat tense dynamic from omori's end?

[ya-bug-boy]

[ruikeremi]

"Ignored Blessing" (1/?)

since im bored ill put lore here :3 oh and the numbers are not errors i put it there on purpose, the story will be confusing but trust the process, i don't wanna reveal the true plot yet soooo i might double post

Harem x Reader

Warnings: Derealization

you always thought of yourself as an average person you don't know a lot of people you have a few friends and you have a job at a cafe shop you loved working there since the smell of coffee always relaxes you. You barely remember the events in your high school since it had been a long time since the last time you talked to any of your friends

You dont even remember if you even went to high school you barely remember your past too its like you just woke up and exist its strange all you remembered was a few friends from your childhood but you dont remember any person in your past that isnt related to them

You felt like you know nothing else in the past and only the present memories you have now

you woke up, what day was it? it was strange you were just dozing off and then you were back where you were, you shrug it off as just your imagination there was no way that was possible you thought it was just a dream you stood up from your bed getting ready for the day as you did you look down at your hands and squinting your eyes

am i real?

you start to look around you, you lived alone since you moved out of your parents house...parents? you don't remember their faces or names where was your home town? you don't remember...what was your favorite fruit? color? how old where you? you look down at your clothes, you wear the same clothes everyday but strangely enough you don't smell, did you even sleep last night? it feels like your repeating what you do everyday you just now noticed that, how come?

Nothing feels...real everything looked the same you wake up get ready for the day go to work and go home over and over again you were like programed to repeat the same things everyday when was the last time you didn't just go to work? you never remember having any fun it was like...you were a NPC

you look at your hands again your vision slowly getting blurry as you drag your legs to your room, you plop down your bed and close your eyes, you sigh your eyes slowly closing again as you slowly fall asleep you realized-

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looking at his paper, his room messy with papers around his room it was a messy scene as he sat on the floor staring at the blank paper thats writing on its own, he stared at the paper with shock the letter was writing on its own he shakily took the chair that he had threw earlier that was still in tact he stared at the paper

he blinked the character he wrote that he had already forgotten about was questioning its own existence it was a bizarre his gaze went from fear to interest. He slowly lift the paper stops writing on its own he blinked raising a brow, strange.

he put it back down and then its starts to write on its own again he instead starts to read what its doing, it was questioning its own life, he thought that he had threw away this one, it wasn't getting as popular as the other things he made so it was useless to keep it around any longer.

he picked up the paper once more and it stopped writing again. He carefully put it on his pocket and starts to clean up his room, after all he had more important things to write than focus on the one he threw away it was irrelevant now.

AAAAAAA i hope you guys liked it im not that good with writing and plots, this ones short so ill make the other part longer, i type slower at my computer soooo have a nice day/night

And for those whos waiting for the diamond reader x sagau it will come around soon please have patience with me T^T i get really random idea in my head so i cant really focus on one thing-

Edit: Reading this in my phone is actually very small, i have to make the part 2 longer

[ya-bug-boy]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 16/? Fandom: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Nobori | Ingo/Reader, Kudari | Emmet/Reader Characters: Nobori | Ingo, Kudari | Emmet Additional Tags: self aware reader, Reader is masc coded, Porn/plot, we adding porn to the menu Summary:

This is a twist narrative where you as the masc coded reader are a video game character. You so happen to be the favorite of two particular men, the Subway Masters: Ingo and Emmet. The reality and world you're familiar hasn't changed. It's you that changed. This story is based off of my earlier writing on tumblr: @ya-bug-boy

[ya-bug-boy]

Submas x Self Aware Reader Ch 8!

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does anyone want this fanfiction anymore?? I feel like I spend a lot of time writing them but I don't get as much feedback compared to the tumblr version.

[ya-bug-boy]

self aware reader x Emmet and ingo please part 9 please its been a year now🥲

Hm. It has been a while. I think I got some energy to write a chapter or two. Here's some food for you.

Submas x Self Aware Reader Part 9

Despite how utterly bizarre the situation was, you relished in the comfort that Ingo and Emmet gave to you. They were truly the only people that you could talk to, as every other villager that exists in the game you were a part of, simply don't have the self awareness that you possess. Not knowing how the dark magic of the tome could affect them or the consequences of what might happen, you resist the temptation to make them real...making you all alone in this digital world that was your prison.

Though you were reluctant to reveal this dark truth to the twins, they believed you. During your last meal, you had learned many great things about the twins.

You didn't quite understand all of the details they told you about, but generally speaking the two were a pair of monster tamers. They had many monsters, that all had different names and appearances, and instead of fighting against other humans, they engage in combat with other monsters. You would consider them to be fools to cherish monsters so brazenly but these monsters weren't like the ones in your world of Moonspire Kingdom. The monsters in your realm exists to provide an enemy for the farmer characters to fight against; pixels on a screen to them but a monster in the flesh to you.

"I need your help," you say gently after the initial excitement of the twins discovering your existence died down. "Whatever it is, we'll assist you in any way possible," Ingo immediately comments, with a determined look in his eyes.

"Yup! Just tell us what to do!" Emmet immediately chimes in after.

You give the twins a soft smile, before closing your eyes and adjusting your seating posture. "In order for me to escape from this world there are two things we need to do." The twin's posture changes as you do, as the conversation shifts to be more serious. "The quest for the ingredients I need must continue. Among one of the things I urgently need is a specific fish. But it can only be caught in winter..." you give a soft sigh and then continue with your eyes open. "The potion I am making... is invulnerability potion." The twin's expression changes, curious of what you just said. "Invulnerability?" Emmet asks, tilting his head much like a cat.

"The passage from my world to yours is incredibly dangerous. What you consider to be a game is a complete dimension made for your...amusement. In order to break free from this dimension, I must temporarily be able to distort time, space, and reality." When you raise your hand, the room goes dark. When the twins see you again, they see the enchanted Dark Tome, in your hands and your eyes glowing a ghostly pale light. "This Tome has the spell I require to do it. But I risk permanently dying. The invulnerability potion allows me...two minutes of invulnerability. In that time frame, I must escape to your world or be trapped in limbo, between your dimension and mine." This makes both twins drop their jaw in shock. "Why only two minutes?!" Ingo then exclaims.

"Because this potion is meant for you," you tell them. This immediately gets their attention. "You as the farmer and monster slayer, would drink a potion as rare as this, to defeat the impossible monsters you dreamed of killing. Potions never last long for you two, don't they?" You said with a sad smile, as you watch both their expressions churn with disbelief. You were right. Potions that buff a player's abilities would only last for 3 minutes at most, aside from a potion that remedies health or poisons... You close your eyes, the screen goes black, and then you reappear back as you did before, but the tome is nowhere to be seen.

"Secondly, I require you two to go to the countryside."

"The country?" Both twins ask. "We need lots of space to build a wall, at least 8 by 8 feet. You will need to draw a rune on a blank wall." With the gesture of the hand, a scroll flies over to you and you show the twins the rune. "I've seen that before!" Emmet immediately says. "That's the graffiti on the train station. In your world." "Before the train was made to deliver heroes and cargo, we used the rune as a method of transportation," you explain. "The rune would still work but we need an exit point. That will be your problem to do."

You stop and pause to let this information sink in. "Can you two do this? Will you help me escape?" You sit there, thinking the twins would reject your plan. But only for a brief moment when you hear them both exclaim. "We can do this!" said Emmet, overlapping Ingo as he said, "We won't let you down."

"My, my. I am so lucky to have such good boys be my savior," you laugh out loud as you slap your knee. "I'd wager it's late for you two both. It is best you go get some sleep. I'll be investigating ways for me to catch the fish we seek."

"Wait, wait-" Emmet yells out. "Yes, my dear Emmet?"

"What...what is your name, Golden Eye?" Your eyes grow wide at his question. You give him another sad smile. "I can't remember," you tell him honestly. "I am much too old to bother with my name by this point." "Oh.." he says softly, like a child discovering something sad for the first time. "Emmet, Ingo. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow, if you two have the time." "We'll be back," Ingo says with a caring tone. "We will!" Emmet chimes in after. You give them one last smile before cutting the connection.