#phighting insert

[fernzwing]

hey guys !!! been a while ! um. yeah. throws you my selfship art and bonuses

i have many news to share !

starting off with i have a twitter and bluesky account ! i go by H3RBZWING on twt and fernzwing on bluesky.

and for commissions , paypal and kofi works now ! so im able to have international commissions !

though bad news are im still going to be busy w / college now since waow oakley growing to be a big boy /silly , but i'll try to have something to post time to time !! its nice seeing you all again :-)

[holorform2009]

Guess who tried playing phighting?

Your gear name will be Ever Garden, though you called yourself [Name].

Your purpose was to help phighters to the right path as to not make them lost in the Ever Green Forest, which is where you lived by the way. (I made that up, it's not in the game)

No one knows who created you, not even the SFOTH Deities know who you are.

The very first phighter who got lost in the forest was the first demon to meet you, ever the kind soul you are, you helped them lead to a right way with your single horn in your left eye glowing brightly as the surroundings were pretty dark that you have to hold their calloused hand so they won't get separated from you. The walk was silent but not uncomfortable, the demon tried to make a conversation with you but you didn't respond back to them.

They tried asking about about where your parents are, seeing how you're a literally a child in this forest and is now currently guiding them back to where they came from. However no response came from you, you didn't replied back to them. You were silent the whole time guiding them.

When you finally lead them back to where they came from, you took a step back and bid them a farewell they immediately turn around to thank you, only for them see you gone in instant.

And that's when the rumors started to spread about you.

[plutonium-art]

@vauschen-art i should post this here too actually (YOU HAVE TUMBLR??? I FOUND YOU THROUGH TAPH TAG BY ACCIDENT HOLY)

Anyways. I should credit the fics with links too. THE goat here is World’s Worst Swordsman- an absolutely Hilarious self insert Forsaken fic that then inspired 4 others (as of this post)- Knock Knock Knockin’ on Deaths Door, “Hey dude, watch this clip” (it also has art!!), It’s my time to make things right!, and then my own with it’s absurdly long name (because i didn’t know what to name it), I would rather be friends than be kind of enemies with this depressed hacker dad. Would recommend them all!

[stacksattack]

Girl that mauls you. Girl that bites you

[acidvamq]

i hatw them so much

[vinestaffery]

sorry for not posting every1, tumblr broke and refused to let me post my draft of headcanons, so im rewriting! have some medkit headcanons i decided to write up for my personal self!

⟡ when medkit met you earlier, he was completely infauted with you, and that is something he can't resist at all. ⟡ him?? out of all the people, he is the one falling for someone as .. gorgeous and gentle .. like you? he couldn't believe his own mind nor feelings! ⟡ he went straight to sword for assistance, especially someone as cold-hearted as him. who knew that he'd have taste into someone like you. ⟡ he thought he was sick or caught something from you, like an infection. he certainly did. ⟡ approaching you gave him horrible heart-aches, ones that burnt. ones that he had never experienced properly before, ones that made his stomach flip thousands of times like it used to at tough exams in blackrock. ⟡ he couldn't stop looking at you, his ears turning a teal whenever you caught him glimpsing him. it was cute to say the least. ⟡ vine staff helped support you when you gossiped about him, in which vine staff would report back to the unstable doctor. he was driven insane with the nice remarks and his unique features, strong accent and his strong accent. ⟡ if you were to go into his room and sneak a bit, you'd find tons of un-sent letters that wrote about you and how much he couldn't contain his own feelings. ⟡ the biggest hopeless romantic possible, yet he is unable to breath out a single confession around you. his breath is held tight in his own throat. ⟡ when he first asked you out to spend 'time', he took you to catshots cafe, in which the gossip train ran WIIIILLD. going to a match with you two ended up with people suggesting hints between eachother ⟡ medkit would later refuse to heal any of the said people except you <3 ⟡ you had to be the first to confess, medkit couldn't get out of his room when he had asked you to spend time with him for the phestival! ⟡ when he got home, he nearly fainted that sword had to take him to bed and make sure he doesn't DIE from those butterflies in his stomach! ⟡ he did want the relationship to be under covers, especially with blackrock assassins and subspace still hunting around for him. if he found out, he would be beyond worried ⟡ when you first moved in, he made you tons of food and would berate sword for his stupidity and strange questions of keeping it ""quiet"" in bed ⟡ he is a person that probably doesn't know how to cuddle with someone in bed, so you'd probably have to teach him where to put his arm and leg, all that stuff ⟡ biggest cuddler. but be careful of where you put your horns!!! sometimes he loves cuddling so much and hugs, he refuses to speak up about the poking ⟡ i know canonically this guy is 5 something, but i think realistically he'd be a bit more taller, but not too tall. he uses his height to boast towards subspace ⟡ occassional dates because he just adores your presence, its so heartwarming and soft ⟡ he is terrified of losing you, im not kidding. sometimes at night, he'd wake up and have meltdowns. he'd struggle to comprehend that you could die because of his history. ⟡ the nightmares are continuous, which means a lot of reassurance and comfort for him, even if he denies it ⟡ you'll have to convince him to come to bed too btw, hes a big insominac and workaholic at night

thats all <3 sorry once again every1

[inv0cusvirium]

I’m so normal about them aahahahah

I have so much more to say about them and their dynamic (+their daughter), but I really don’t think anyone gives a fuck so 🥀🥀

^ @ambulonsconjunx drew this one ^

[kakitetan]

Phighting! Self Aware AU x Reader (Scythe's Route)

Description: Your friends won't stop talking about Phighting! and so you decide to check it out. With confusing mechanics, and most of all, and odd partner system. You soon learn that it's much more than you bargained for.

You had no idea what Phighting! was. Your friends were talking about it, but you never paid too much attention, until there was one detail that caught your attention. They rely solely on you, as their partner. The game is a PvP game, where you fuse with your partner character. You have to take a quiz before playing, and the character you get will be your partner. You both have to work together to fight the other players. It sounded unreal, and it even made you a bit nervous. But it was a free game, so you decided to try it out.

Your eyes reflected the screen, processing the quiz questions that appeared…

Scythe's Route:

You stared at the screen, and a cowboy-looking figure appeared. A text popped up on your screen, "So yur my partner', ay?" She spoke, "Not too shabby, don't disappoint me now, Partner." She snickered before you logged into the game. You were greeted with a loading screen. It gave you time to process it, were these characters sentient? You knew that Roblox has some AI stuff, nah. It had to be programmed. There's no way. You leaned back in your chair. The game finished loading, and you clicked 'play' and saw other players in the lobby.

"So Partner, since yur' new, let me explain some things. I'm Scythe, I'm pretty famous round' these parts. Heh.. I use a Scythe, it can change into a rifle. Just press that button' in that corner of yours." She said.

"Pft.. Yea, no shit. I can see your Scythe." You remarked.

"Watch that mouth of yours, sweetie." Scythe glared at the camera.

You paused, staring at the screen. "Uhh." You mumbled.

"Uhh is right, now don't make me lose my temper now. Click the damn button!" Scythe demanded.

"Uhh! Yes ma'am!" You said, clicking the button to switch weapons.

"Yes ma'am is right, damn kids." Scythe tsked, "Let's go to a lobby now. Talk to that fine gentleman over there, his name is B. Zuka." She told.

You silently took control, heading over to B. Zuka.

"Hey, wanting to head out?" B. Zuka said.

"Yes sir.." You mumbled, you didn't want to test his temper either.

"Hop in." He sighed.

The loading screen appeared. You didn't realize how tense your body was until now, you tried to relax more. You appeared in an ongoing game, Scythe loaded in.

"Yur' in complete control, Partner. Let's show these folks who's boss." Scythe told you, and you nodded.

"Alright. I'll try my best!" You exclaimed.

Author's Note: Hey, it's been a while. I stopped posting for a while to focus more on my other hobbies, I didn't expect people to actually miss me. I felt unmotivated due to the death threats I've been receiving from the Pressure fanbase. But nonetheless, I decided to do something new again. I have Pressure fanfics in the making, but it will be slowing down. I have multiple hobbies, many outside of writing.

[pearlescentparade]

Looking at all those phighting requests....y'all freaky😭

Medkit and kid reader but like, their relationship is very similar to Ballister and Nimona's (no idea if you ever watched it). Basically reader loves to get in trouble and cause chaos, annoying the shit out of every other phighter. They sometimes look out for Medkit like "oh phew you're not dead" cuz he's wanted in Blackrock.

OMG OMG WAIT I ACTUALLY WATCHED NIMONA WITH MY FRIENDS SO IK EXACTLY WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT

a tree and its apple ⬧ medkit o kid! reader💝

"think this little one belongs to you, med." sword holds you by dangling you from the collar, presenting you to the doctor. you wave, innocuous.

medkit takes a long sip of his black coffee. the porcelain of the cup clinks as he firmly sets it down on the table he's sitting at. if he did it any harder, he probably would've broken the thing. your hopeful eyes meet his exasperated ones as he glares holes through you. "it's not 'mine'. it just follows me everywhere." all he wanted was a peaceful afternoon with no disturbances, and he can't even be granted that?

upon his response, your face drops. seriously, 'it'?! he's talking about you like some kind of creature! wildly, you throw your hands in the air. "oh, c'mon, med! you're basically my dad!" somehow, his eyebrows scrunch even more. him? a father? it's an utterly preposterous idea. he can barely take care of himself, let alone an entire child.

"do i even want to know what you've done now?" exhausted, medkit rolls his eyes. it's become something of a song and dance between you two. you go off and cause trouble, someone catches you, they bring you to him, and he has to fix everything like always. all he can do once he sees anyone with you coming his way is pray that you didn't cause extreme property damage or something. the click of his dress shoe impatiently tapping against the concrete ground resembles his ticking tolerance.

a sigh can be heard from sword. he tensely recounts, "they came over while i was out with rocket and they just started messing with him. he got so pissed.. then they grabbed his prosthetic arm and started running around with it, and we had to chase them around for a bit. oh- rocket also told me to tell you to—" the adventurer clears his throat before putting on his best rocket impression and mimicking his best friend's disgruntled face, "—'control your little brat'! that's what he said."

medkit blinks, before deeply heaving out a great exhale and pinching his nose bridge. "tell rocket i send my condolences for the trouble. but once again, i should clarify that i'm not the one to take accountability for this.. lost child. it's not my circus, and certainly not my monkeys."

seriously, everyone just assumes you're his kid because you're always bothering him. it's insulting, really. if you were truly his spawn, you'd be more proper and thoughtful of your manners. but then again, you aren't his child, so it doesn't matter—

"oh hey, where'd they go?"

medkit's eye flies open. lo and behold, you are indeed missing from a confuzzled sword's grasp.

"sword. what do you mean 'where'd they go', you were holding them just now." the doctor almost jumps off the seat, the chair sliding back as he gets up. sword flinches at his sudden reaction, only able to anxiously shrug as he scans the area to find where you could've gone.

a terrified shriek and maniacal laughter resound in the distance, and medkit whips his head in the direction it came from. lowly, he growls. "a timely answer to our questions, how thoughtful. let's go."

when sword and medkit arrive to the scene, the latter pales and immediately fumbles for his revolver, clenching his fist around his weapon tightly. his teeth could break from how hard he begins to grit them.

"this can't be fucking real."

there you are, giggling as you prance around subspace with his gas mask in your hand while he ran after you. occasionally, you'd double back and stomp on his feet before going in a different direction, receiving a hilarious shrill yelp every time.

"gahh, you rotten rascal!! subspace t. mine will NOT be bested by a child!!!"

medkit goes to intervene, to do anything just to get you away from subspace, but sword blocks him with his hand. "wait, what if we go out there and subspace uses them like a hostage?"

just as quickly as the doctor opens his mouth to make a snide remark, he stops. while the idea seemed outlandish to medkit at first, like part of sword's wacky imagination and another of his impossible scenarios, he gradually realizes the adventurer is actually right. if he knew subspace, and unfortunately he did, he lived for wreaking havoc. and endangering hi- a child's life is perfect for that. so he concedes, retreating back to the shadows of the alley the duo is watching from. his shoulders do not relent from being tense.

meanwhile, you're still teasing the scientist, waving his mask around in the air to taunt.

"nanny nanny boo boo, you can't catch me~" you blow a raspberry, which angers subspace even more. enough to be able to catch up to you and yank his gas mask back. beyond annoyed, he tsks and pulls it back over his head.

"now, as i was saying before you so rudely interrupted me! have you seen a demon with teal horns and a crystal?! he's got a medkit too!! i'm his best friend and i heard that he's around here! so tell me where he is!!" as the weird stranger yells at you, his volume makes you wince. this is medkit's best friend? yeah, right! you may be a kid, but even you would know that strict old man wouldn't give this freak the time of day.

your eyes dart up and you bring a hand to your chin, pretending that you're thinking hard. suddenly, you put your index up, like you've remembered. "ohh, i think i've seen 'em! near nunya!"

"great!! ..now where's nunya?!"

you deviously grin, "nunya freakin' business, you sorry old fart! hah!" triumphant, you laugh in his face before stepping on his feet again and making a break for it. subspace hisses, but does not go after you, much to medkit's relief. the scientist figures it's not worth wasting his energy on some random kid when he's already exerted himself enough earlier from playing ring-around-the-rosy with you. after kicking a pebble to vent out his frustrations, he goes on his merry way in the other direction.

after looking back to make sure he wasn't trailing you, you sneakily slip into the side street that medkit and sword are residing in. immediately, the former kneels to your eye level and firmly grasps your shoulders.

his eyebrows knit together and his fangs bare as he barks at you, "do you even know how dangerous that was? that demon could've seriously hurt you, if you k-"

"-keep causing trouble all the time, i'm gonna seriously get injured, yada yada, i've heard it all before. you keep saying you're not my dad or anything, but you still lecture me like one!" you cross your arms in defiance. with how many times you've had this conversation, you could probably recite it in your sleep.

"and besides, it was a good show, wasn't it? look, i even nabbed this from the sucker!" proudly, you flaunt subspace's wallet, gesturing for someone to do the honors of checking its contents. ever curious, sword takes it, and pulls the zipper open.

"woah- it's got a bunch of cash and credit cards! it's even got some of his old ids!" he taps on medkit's shoulder to show him, and the doctor pauses before sliding a hand over his face. a frown creeps onto your face. for a moment, you wonder if he's mad.

as you begin to brace for him to yell at you, medkit dryly chuckles, shoulders shaking from laughter. he'd been so worried for you, but admittedly, it was quite entertaining to watch subspace get owned by some small kid.

upon seeing how he truly feels, you beam widely. you didn't know he was capable of happiness!

"are you proud of me, dad?"

he removes his hand, revealing his slight smile. "i suppose. but you'd better not make this a habit." playfully, he ruffles your head.

(parade postscript: i initially wrote a more angsty and intense scene for this but decided i was taking a little too much creative liberty and swapped it out for a more lighthearted thing lol ALSO i wasnt sure how to incorporate reader looking out for medkit in the way you asked, so i went with reader covering for him and hiding his whereabouts as a way to look out for him i hope you dont mind!)

[vauschen-art]

If y’all were wondering where I was the last few months instead of tumblr, I was on AO3 writing the longest Phighting fic to date! I’m the author of “I can’t phucking aim” and it’s just a silly little self insert fic. I have devoted WAY too much of my time to it lmao

I also included illustrations for most of the main-story chapters! So below are some of the “scenes” I had in my fic

[fernzwing]

HI!! IM NOT DEAD !!!

More so - i am mostly online on Roblox fandoms as of recent! I am also mostly online on X / twitter (H3RBZWING) and discord :'))

I might still post about the dca but its might be only roblox from now </33 idk if i wanna continue tumblr so i'll just pop in now and then !!! since i am busy with college too.

ANYWAAAYS hi! ive also been yumeshipping / selfshipping a lot lately. and ive been.. hheh.. getting into forsaken and blocktales. i have new f/os too hsgsjhfkse

Heres some art ive made outside of tumblr :-))

[holorform2009]

๔๏ ภ๏t คภﻮєг tђє ๓๏tђєг ภคtยгє

TW: Roots growing in your body. You have been warned.

Your boots stomp on a crumpled can as you keep walking into the woods with a blank face as your eyes was shadowed menacingly, The ever green forest— no your garden is littered, dirty. Treating your home garden like a garbage disposal, those demon civilians... They were the ones who throws their garbages everywhere in your property, they didn't even care about mother nature's creations like you do.

What was the word that made you feel bitter and sour? Right, it was ANGER. Angry for their actions, angry for carelessly throwing their garbages in your home garden. You see red...

No. You're seething in red.

You

Are

Mad

Enough is enough, it's time to teach them a lesson.

You feel your single horn in your left eye growing, twisting as your arms turns into a wood as it immediately latch on the ground beneath you. Your neck and clothes twist like a roots, a gold veins glowing as your horn released a glowing flower on top of your head.

Your going to teach those disgusting demons a lesson, if it means killing them in a process.

And so, the forest changed. Hanging vines turned spiky and poisonous, moving on its own like as if it has a mind of it's own. The flowers came alive with eyes and mouths on it as it began to sing an eery tune, the berries and other fruits, vegetables gained many teeth. The mushrooms who was once small and now it is growing bigger with eyes appearing and its blinking.

And the trees? Don't get near one of those, those trees acted like an angler fish, ready to snatch any demons nearby and drain their blood dry. It even lures them with a voice that can mimic any voices.

And that's where it all begin, the rumors spreading like wildfire. Firstly, the child in the forest and then secondly the horrors in the garden. Some says that someone angered the child and that's why the ever green forest turned scary and dangerous, others thought someone angered one of the deities though all of them knows it wasn't the deities who cursed the forest out of anger.

And they wondered who...

One phighter dared to go inside the forest, it was non other than vine staff herself. But she made everyone surprised, the lady in pink kimono managed to leave the haunting forest alive with a pot of rainbow-petal flowers in her hands. They asked her how did she managed to escaped but she only responded them with a smile and walked away.

It is very surprising to every phighters– even Shuriken, those who dares to enter the ever green forest will never come back...

Are you curious?

The interaction between you and vinestaff? And why did you spare her?

[kaleiidoskope]

mini me’s!!

[alex-frostwalker]

[socksran]

I LOVE MY OC RAHHHHHHHH

[vinestaffery]

On pleasing demand, I am here once more to deliver more angst. Since I love it so much and so does everyone else. some bits are written from medkit's and broker's point of view at the start, but it will slowly shift to yours!! enjoy!!!

cw/tw: character death, signs of potential abuse/neglect(?), mentions of injury from another proceed with caution and care!

Scythe wasn't taking anything okay anymore, and she's gotten rougher around Medkit and Broker.

Broker would struggle handling her tempers at points where he didn't know what to do.

Medkit suggested taking a break for Scythe.

Good grief. It was a bad take and ended up bad for Medkit.

Thrown out because he suggested it, it ended up with him now staying with Sword more than with the other three.

Broker ended up leaving himself and staying with Zuka for a bit before finding a proper area to take shelter in.

Scythe was becoming more... explosive, dangerous

She was taken out of the gang! Matches a few times because she had nearly harmed Boombox to the point of recognition.

"I'm too tired to fight anymore,"

"Broker."

"We can't do anything to help her, look at her!"

"You wouldn't understand how it's like to have someone walk out on you,"

"But it just… I just can't handle it. She's gotten more worse and we are sitting here and watching."

Broker and Medkit would have long talks with eachother at nights

Their worried, really worried

Your not there anymore to help support Scythe anymore

So what's the point?

You were the light in her world, and you walked out on it.

When Vine Staff told you about the serious injury she had gotten from Scythe

You panicked.

Was she actively looking for you?

Was she trying to harm people you loved and cherished?

Vine Staff reassured you it was nothing like that at all

Infact, it was because she was upset that you had disappeared

"Dearie, you know how much Scythe appreciates you, maybe you should try approach her this time?"

You were surprised!! To see her again?

"Are you joking?"

"[…]…"

"There is barely a person in her anymore, Vine Staff."

You were deny any chances of seeing her again, but it wasn't too long till Medkit was invited over.

God was he relieved to see you

It ended up being more of a nicer talk with him rather than a forceful one

Turns out he found it understanding and that it was okay for you to leave for your own sake

But leaving out of nowhere was a no-go, specifically for Scythe

"It wasn't suppose to go this far."

"You know how she is, especially with news such as that,"

When Vine Staff had come home that one day, with a large wound, you really wished it didn't go this far to hurting a companion

"I'm too tired of this,"

"So am I, just like how I am with Subspace's worthless attempts at capturing me and taking out 'revenge,' but we can't have everything we want."

His blunt attitude always felt like home.

"She can't keep doing this, she just can't."

"Then come home, and then maybe this all can end."

You took that hope, even though you were at your wits end.

The rough sound of sizzling coming from the home was pushed over with clashing. The tension in the air was palpable as you made your way back to the source of the conflict.

The smell of burnt food wafted through the air, adding to the chaos of the situation. You knew you had to intervene before things escalated further. As you entered the kitchen, you saw the source of the conflict - a pot left unattended on the stove, billowing smoke.

"Scythe?" You called out, hoping to get their attention before the situation got any worse. The sound of footsteps approaching indicated that they had heard you, giving you a sense of relief that the situation might be resolved before any real damage was done.

"What." Scythe turned to face you, their expression a mix of annoyance and surprise. "I just got distracted; I didn't mean for this to happen," they explained, gesturing towards the smoking pot. You could see the tension in their shoulders ease as you reassured them that everything was under control.

It had looked like she had completely forgotten who you were; did she not find your presence familiar? The sound of her tail-shaker sensed an obvious threat and danger towards you. She spat with venom in her words. Her hostility grew ever more.

"Scythe, it's me," you muttered. But she continued to glare at you, suspicion evident in her eyes. It was clear that something had changed in her demeanor towards you, and you couldn't help but wonder what had caused it.

"What do you want? I thought you wanted to never see me again." Her words cut deep, leaving you feeling bewildered and hurt. The distance between you seemed to grow wider with each passing moment. You looked away in disdain.

"What? You just going to stand 'der like a lost puppy?" There was nothing familiar about this Scythe at all. She was cold—not the kind-hearted woman you used to know before. You realized that the warmth and familiarity you once shared with her had vanished. She was replaced by a sense of hostility and indifference. It was a painful realization that left you feeling lost and alone in her presence. "Scythe? What happened to you?" Your words were hard for her to comprehend. Scythe's eyes hardened, a flicker of recognition passing through them before being replaced by a steely resolve. "I've changed," She said it simply, her voice devoid of emotion. It was clear that the person you once knew was gone, replaced by someone unrecognizable and distant.

"I've changed, and I'm not even sure who I am anymore. Broker left; Medkit left. Everyone left." She placed a cold cup of alcohol down. Taking a deep breath, you tried to find the right words to reach the person who seemed like a stranger now. But as you looked into her eyes, you realized that this was a battle she was fighting alone, and all you could do was stand by and watch.

You sat next to her on the dusty bar stool. Feeling helpless, you silently offered your support, knowing that sometimes all someone needs is a listening ear. The silence between you spoke volumes as you both navigated the uncharted territory of change and loss together. "We've both changed."

"I harmed you; I broke your promise, Angel Eyes. I broke everything." Her tone spoke of long, restless nights. "We can't change the past, but we can move forward together," you whispered softly, reaching out to hold her hand. "I forgive you, and I'm here for you now." The weight of her burdens seemed to lift slightly as she squeezed your hand in return, a glimmer of hope shining in her tear-filled eyes.

"Ya, promise? Angel Eyes?" Scythe gleamed.

"Promise, Scythe. I'll never leave your side," you vowed, feeling a sense of peace settle between you both. The bond of trust and understanding between you spoke volumes as you both navigated the uncharted territory of change and loss together.

But that was only nights ago. Scythe stared at her bloodied blade as she let out somber tears. The weight of her burdens seemed to return, heavier than before; she had killed you. All because you had decided to protect the flower demon that you considered family. Something she wished you considered her.

"Angel Eyes, oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, my angel eyes." Scythe's voice trembled as she whispered your name, regret and sorrow evident in her every word. The bond you once shared is now shattered, leaving only heartache and a painful realization of irreversible consequences.

RUNS AWAAYYYY