tumblingaroundtofindout

[tumblingaroundtofindout]

Wake me up, when September ends

Or not :p

So...past me was being ambitious on the "I'll finish all the request before September" and was oblivious to the fact that we need to focus on our studies...so...bear with me, yeah? Request will open once I've actually finished and posted them.

And also for those who were waiting last Friday for the request to be posted...I'm sorry (⁠っ⁠˘̩⁠╭⁠╮⁠˘̩⁠)⁠っ

I was trying to finish it that time, but was only 2/3 done, because I'm so invested on the "infatuation turned potential romantic chemistry" and now it leads to this...

Which is one of the longest ones I've written that'll be posted. So, to the darling anon who had requested this (I see you have taken off the anonymity (⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)⁠つ⁠⊂⁠(⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠)) I know you've been waiting for it, but best I could give now is another snippet, and some progress reports and sneakpeaks on the other requests.

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In the process of cooking before being seasoned (finalized)

After a few more music played in your violin…

After thanking the crowd for their hearty participation and for making your experience at the slice of old time town worth returning to…

After packing your instrument back in its case…

You now find yourself leaning unto the railings of the pier. The height to where the city of Crossroads was built flying over your head as you reflected on the day you’ve spent.

You almost had it.

Almost got that push of inspiration to arrange a new music to play for the next show you would be doing with Karambit…whenever that would be.

And now…you’re stuck again. A sharp exhale leaving your lips as you gazed down at the long drop to the waters beneath the city. Hands wiping up your face before smoothing your horns. Tracing its shape as you try to relax.

“...I’m so lost right now…” you chuckled, feeling sorry for yourself. “But…I had fun though…” you rest your cheek on your hand as you propped your elbow on the rails.

The sun soon threatened to set, as the sky began painting into soft hues of orange, peach and pink, even dusting the clouds that managed to roll in.

A whole day spent with fun, but ends up with a push that wasn’t strong enough to have me writing…

Turning your back to the view, you began to walk towards the bus stop, knowing the trains would be full during this time with all the inphernals coming and leaving.

Reaching the waiting shed by the bus stop, you sat down and waited for the bus heading to Thieves’ Den. eyes gazing at each inphernal that peaked your interest. People-watching as they say.

One bus screeched to a stop before the doors opened with a hiss. As expected, inphernals of all sizes poured out. Some having unique horns, others having fancy things wrapped between them, and some were just bright in particular. One of them even had a lovely crystal floating between them.

…wait…

It was too late. Your eyes had already locked themselves on the figure stepping down from the bus. His teal, antler-like horns gleaming in an ethereal glow along with his same colored crystal, nestled between his horns. Secure.

Your gaze trailed to his face. And swords forbid that you take a breath lest he disappears into the crowd as you stare in awe at his sharp and strict features that were now softened by the sunset. Warm and breathtaking.

It didn’t help that it seemed like everything was moving in slow motion as his tired eye met with your awestruck ones. The warmth that crept to your cheeks had long made itself known, but you were too focused on the very center of your admiration.

Medkit…

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Still hunting...

But here's something to chew on for a while while I keep track of the hunt.

“You’re such a dumbass sometimes, Y/N.” he huffed and gazed at you. Tender yet unyielding. And you hated how it still gave butterflies to your stomach.

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I'll share one headcanon from what I've written so far.

He likes sharing memes with you and would sometimes ask you to recreate one with him, if you want, taking a picture and slapping in the caption. He’d be showing it off to his friends and laughing his butt off before openly saying something fond about you.

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Still hunting, but I feel like this would take long to write as well (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

Anyways, here's what caught my eye while hunting.

“You seriously didn’t know?” She was baffled. Lips twitching in amusement at how clueless Y/N was.

“Would I stand here shouting at you for answers if I did?” you glared at her. Observing. Waiting. “I thought the blood that soiled you was just your straightforward way of assassinating someone.”

The silence lingered, and the the smirk never left her lips, still amused as she watched you figure out something she had long been doing.

“I thought you were just killing one or two inphernals that would threaten the cult.” the little falter of her lips at you mentioning the family as a cult didn’t go unnoticed. But you still continued, asking…curious.

“How many?”

Scythe quirked her brow. She didn’t know where this was going. But it was you…she didn’t mind letting you drag this on.

When you were met with silence to your question, you asked again. More firm this time. “How many did you kill, Scy—?”

“One…” she answered, coolly…until she refused to look you in the eye. “One hundred and twelve…and counting.”

One hundred and twelve…and more…more…

You felt your stomach churn, flip and threaten to empty itself to your mind imagining the slaughter of unsuspecting inphernals; dead bodies littering the streets of their own village. Painting the ground red and sticky of their own fluids. Wide-shocked eyes and mouth agape from when they tried to outrun the unwanted visit of death…only for her to chase them down…and for what?

“Why…?” you held your ground as you kept your unforgiving gaze at her. “Why did you do it?”

“Why?” Scythe almost scoffed at your question, as if you should know the answer by now. “I did it for the father.” your jaws clenched. “A little sacrifice to please him—”

You didn’t let her finish as you hurled curses on her and that…that…monster!

SLAP

Ears ringing. Cheek stinging and in pain. Lips broken and blood pooling out before running down her jaws. Scythe’s mechanical arm reached out to meet your cheek without a second thought.

No hesitation. No reluctance. Just instinct dictated by her obedience to that…creature. And you don’t know what stung more; your inflamed cheek, or your broken heart knowing your lover have long dedicated and loves the cult more than you…

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Still gathering...

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Still gathering...

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Still hunting...

But here's what I caught sight of.

“I know I shouldn’t be thinking about it, but…” your breath hitched. Wanting to swallow the sob that threatened to escape, only for it to seem like you tried to swallow without chewing.

Because maybe…you were.

Just swallowing every bit of thought that enters your mind without putting much thought into it. Without thinking whether it’s true or not. Without letting yourself breath and think it over. Without letting yourself just…

Pulling you from your thoughts was a gentle touch. A hand over your shoulder pulling you closer to warmth. Grounding. Comforting.

“I’ll listen. Whatever it is that’s got you thinking like this…”

Tears soon blurred your vision.

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Still gathering...

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Still hunting...

But, here's the hunt I've been following.

“Why are you upset?” Sword asked, concerned at his friend’s change in reaction. Usually you'd be giggling, making a joke about it.

You looked at him with furrowed brows and mouth agape like he just said something stupid. “Wha—why am I upset?” You asked in disbelief and completely forgot about your injury. “Oh! Well—I don't know!? Maybe because the love of my life just almost got squished by a loose boulder!” you gestured at the fallen rocks that now blocked the path and failed to acknowledge how Sword’s eyes widened. “No big deal! Like—it’s fine!”

A pebble tumbled down the fallen rocks before hitting the ground, as if to emphasize how safe it was. Then you huffed, crossing your arms and looked back at Sword who seemed…oddly quiet.

“Uh…Sword? You okay?” Concern laced your words as you tilt your head.

He nods, unsure. “Yeah, I just…” his eyes looked to the side as if that would help him with his words. “What you said earlier?” Sword looked back at you. His eyes…begged you to repeat what you said, like a puppy looking at its owner.

“I said…no big deal?”

“No, no.” He shook his head lightly. “Uhm, before that.”

And only then did you remember your little slip up as heat crept to your face, blinking at Sword who now had the same blush on his cheeks.

“Wait, so…” Sword started, fiddling with his fingers. “You…love me?” His voice was nervous yet hopeful for reassurance. You nod. “Since when?” He asked again.

“I…since like…forever? I dunno. We’ve been friends for a while and it just turned into me crushing on you.”

He had a look of awe in his eyes. “Why didn't you tell?”

“Why didn't I—” you were so shocked. So all this time he was oblivious??? “I’ve been dropping hints at you so you’d notice.” you crossed your arms.

“Seriously?”

“Oh my—! YES! I was literally flirting with you these past few months!”

“You were?”

“You wer—YES I WAS!”

He looked at you like it was a joke. He still couldn't believe it.

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Still hunting...

Nope. No lead yet on this one.

[tumblingaroundtofindout]

Hi!

I just wanted to say that I love your writing! Especially as someone who loves to read oneshot (not that I hate headcanons, but I am personally more of a oneshot reader type of person). I'm currently having some ideas stuck in my mind for some oneshot ideas, so if you don't mind I'll be requesting that if you open your request again.

However, please do take your time to finish other requests first. Don't forget to stay hydrated ^_^

Also if you don't mind me asking question, do you used to write before this? Whether privately or publicly?

UwU thank you for the appreciation, darling!

I feel like you're the same darling who requested for the Sword x reader. Mostly because of the stay hydrated part (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

But regardless if you're the same person or not, thank you kindly again!

Also, I do write! Hehe. Even before I decided to share my writing to the public. They're mostly about original stories and AUs where "if" my OCs existed and imagines of different fandoms I was in. Though most of them were for my eyes only.

I say most, because I was able to share one of those writings I kept for myself, which was the first oneshot I shared on this blog. Second was a "supposed to be a book with many chapters" in AO3 under the medkit/reader tag. It only has one chapter so far 'cause I'm still plotting out everything that would happen. Kind of...not being successful on that part 'cause now I'm busy with studies. I'm not saying what the title is though (⁠；⁠^⁠ω⁠^⁠）

So yeah! Hope you're takin' good care of yourself as well, my dear! (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

[tumblingaroundtofindout]

Hello! I'm the anon that had requested about the medkit × idol!reader— sorry if I sound impatient but, is there any day that you think you'll be able to post it?

Not to sound rude of course! I just really adore your writing and I'm pretty excited to see what you've came up with, take your time! It's just been like 2 weeks since I had last requested that, so I just wanted to know :D

Peeks through the door before quickly opening it wide

Oh, my dear! I'm so sorry! (⁠っ⁠˘̩⁠╭⁠╮⁠˘̩⁠)⁠っ

I know I keep saying that I'll post it sometime, but somehow new ideas keep popping in my mind that's like "hey, this would make much more sense" so I had to keep rewriting some parts of the story. (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

I'm actually going to add another character that will help with the arrangements of their little show and their meet and greet. It'd just make much more sense since reader and their friend would be more music focused.

But yeah! To answer your question of when I'll be able to post it... (⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠)⁠・⁠・⁠・

This Friday. Yep! I had to set a final deadline for myself sooner. So yeah! (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

[tumblingaroundtofindout]

I have no idea who you're referring to, dear. But I read "brick" and "stop throwing it at me" which made my hand slip :p

AHHH ANOTHER PHIGHTING X READER BLOG....HIII!!!!

subspace x reader angst oneshot!!! Subspace found dead in 2025 real no clickbait‼️‼️‼️💯💯

Yes! Hi! Hello! It's another phighting x reader blog!

Anyways, thanks for the idea, so here's your order, partner.

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MY GIFT FOR YOU

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A handful of blueprints retrieved from the office of the Blackrock superiors. That’s what you had in your arms as you marched down the white-tiled halls. It was a simple task handed to you by Subspace; to accept back the blueprints that were evaluated and approved by the superior scientists.

Naturally, you would smile ear to ear with your uncontained excitement for him, but today was not that case. Something soured your mood. And that something just so happened to be done by none other than your lover. But, what exactly were you upset about?

You turned the corner; Corridor M-1, to where his lab would be. Still marching on. 

It wasn’t new to you that Subspace doesn’t want to be told what to do unless he was already planning it in the first place. Or unless the superiors told him so. Nor was it new that he doesn’t like to be rushed to finish something that requires his utmost perfection. Unless the superiors told him so.

It also wasn’t new to you that he would do anything just to see your gorgeous smile. Gorgeous…because of how awestruck he is whenever he sees your genuine smile. Your smile that’s worth more than any praise the higher ups could give. So beautiful that he could just stare at you all day…if it weren’t for his work.

But then the thing is… he didn’t want to do this simple task that you’ve asked him nicely about. Was it so hard to just update the systems of the Biografts? You’ve seen him do it before, but, sadly, noone was allowed to tamper with other inphernal’s inventions, which means you couldn’t do it yourself. So you asked him. But he just shrugged it off, saying it wasn’t necessary.

Oh yeah, it is not necessary, especially now that there’s a Playgrounder that could bypass the system protection if not updated constantly.

You huff, now more frustrated at his foolishness. It’s not being paranoid, it’s just…what if something would happen because of that simple detail?

The doors to his lab slid open upon detecting your presence, and you walked in like you weren’t upset with him. Heading straight to his drawers, where he keeps his plans, you pull on one labeled ‘evaluated’ and neatly place them inside for him to check on later, on which he’ll prioritize first and last.

While you were placing the blueprints inside his drawer, you heard a door slide open, followed by quick thumps of boots on tiles, and soon a pair of arms embraced you from behind.

Subspace.

“Hello, gorgeous!” Giddily, he greets as he rests his chin on your shoulder. “How are you this fine afternoon?” he hummed as he practically squished the good side of his face on your cheek, which usually makes you giggle. But now you greet him with silence.

Thinking you didn’t hear him, he cleared his throat, muffled by his gasmask. “Are those the prints I asked you to retrieve? Oh, how sweet of you!”

Nothing. You just continued placing them in the drawer. The sound of paper brushing on paper; the only thing that replied to his praise.

“Darling?” After a few beats of silence, Subspace pulled away, tense, like they were presenting him with a problem he didn’t know the answer to.

He swallowed, dry, and carefully reached for your chin. “Y/N, is something bo–” You pushed away his hand and continued to place the last of the blueprints in.

You brushed him off. Not even a pip or hum or smile from you…Did he do something wrong? 

Think, Subspace, think! He thought. What did he do to have brought you to give him the silent treatment?

..

Was it something he said earlier?

…

You had closed the drawer as quietly as you could before you walked past him and took the checklist off his desk. List of materials he would need for his current project that was more important than safety precautions.

Just when you thought you could get away with not talking to him, you soon face him after he grabbed your shoulder and turned you to look at him. Your eyes widened for a fraction before you blinked at him and returned to your neutral face.

He now grabbed both of your shoulders, not letting you go. “Is this about the system updates?” His only good eye staring into yours, looking for answers. And your furrowed brows were enough to make him sigh.

“Oh, and here I thought it was something serious.” His bravado returned, exhaling a laugh when he finally realized your reason. 

You were about to say something; about to correct him that it is serious, but decided not to as you just huffed and shrugged off his hands and walked away towards the door.

“C’mon, darling! It’s not that urgent!” He walks after you. “I’ll just do the update after I’m done with the current project!”

The system would’ve been hijacked by then, given the chance. You argued in your mind as you walked out of the door. But before you could step out of his lab, he grabbed your arm. Firm yet careful not to hurt you.

“Y/N, please!” He was practically begging at this point. “You’re depriving me of your smile and voice!” he pulled you in his arms, like how someone would hold something precious. “Won’t you grace me with your attention once more?”

Subspace held you closer; head to his chest, mindful of your horns, hoping it would get you to speak again. You’ve always liked the sound of his heartbeat; it reminds you that he still has a heart…somewhat.

Just one word. That’s all he’s asking for. Just to know that you still care about him…

But you just huffed, not really in the mood with his shenanigans. Not when he couldn’t even do a simple task that he’s done a hundred times.

So you tried to pull away, but he kept you in place. “Oh, come on, darling, please..!” he rested his chin on your head. “I’ll, I’ll update the Biografts today!” he blurted out.

“Really?” You quickly answered. Hopeful as you pulled your head from his chest to look at him.

“Later. Before we clock out.”

You stared at him and his smug look. The kind that says “I finally got you to talk.”

So much for the silent treatment, you told yourself. Crossing your arms, you turned your head away from him while he still trapped you in his arms. “You’re insufferable.” you huffed.

He scoffed, “You wouldn’t be saying that if I told you that the superiors wanted me to finish this project,” he then grumbled, “as soon as possible…”

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“What?” You looked back at him, dumbfounded. 

“Why didn’t you tell me? I would’ve understood!” you held his hand as he let you go. “I mean, between that and your safety it’s just…” you trailed off, thinking of what the superiors could do if he failed to finish the project they wanted done right away. No. You couldn’t possibly imagine what they might do.

“Yes, yes, I know. You worry about my safety.” He said as a matter-of-fact. “Relax, darling. Worry doesn’t look good on you…so does giving me silent treatment,” he mumbled the last part, but you just rolled your eyes, “So don’t let it get to your head, for I, Subspace T. Mine, am capable of my own safety.” he declared. The confidence in his voice leaves no room for doubt.

You sigh. “Fine…but you better keep your word.” you point at him.

“Of course, darling. Anything for you.”

You just exhale, relieved that you won’t have to ignore him anymore, and you peck his mask where his mouth would be and smiled. “I’ll see you later then.”

You could practically see him smiling with how bright his eyes shone when you finally graced him with your tender voice and radiant smile. Oh, how he could just stare at it for as long as he wants…but alas, he has work.

“And I shall await that moment.” he said with his dramatic flair before letting you leave his lab with his clipboard in your hand. Off to gather the supplies he needed for his project.

It wasn’t new to Subspace to do things that would benefit him. He had lost his conscience long ago! And yet…he had to shake off this bit of heaviness in his chest after lying to you.

It was a white lie. Harmless. Especially since this project wasn’t really a demand from the superiors. Rather, it was his demand to make something for you; a machine that you had thought of. Something that brought sparkles to your eyes that the stars at night would envy how breathtaking it was. How he loved to see you like that again. To see your face light up as one of your passion projects brought to life by none other than him! Your dearly beloved!

And now! Because of his dedication in building this contraption for…weeks! And impatience from wanting to see you as happy as ever! He’s almost done! Yes! So close! According to his calculations, he should be done before you two would clock out for today. And just before he could update his Biografts.

Unable to contain himself, he rushed back to the other room; his other lab, to continue his gift for you. It won’t be long before he could finally show it to you.

…

If only he could show you…

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ATTENTION. ATTENTION. 

ALL INPHERNALS AT SECTOR M MUST EVACUATE THE BUILDING IMMEDIATELY.

WE REPEAT. ALL INPHERNALS AT—

Flashing red lights and alarms blaring out danger as security had already ushered the scientists and other residents stationed with you in the building. You had followed orders and now lined up with all the others.

You were down to half the list of Subspace’s supplies when you felt the ground shake and the lights flicker, accompanied by the distant sound of explosion. And now you’re here, being directed to the safe area.

While being ushered, you craned your neck to get a glimpse of those familiar horns and crystal. But so far, you caught no sight of him. That was until you picked on something you weren’t supposed to hear; pretending to mind your own business as you tuned in.

“Corridor M-2 is safely evacuated, sir.” The young soldier salutes at his commander.

He nods, allowing the soldier to be at ease. “What about M-1? Any survivors?” the commander inquired. This piqued your interest.

M-1? That’s…that’s the hall where Subspace’s lab is, you thought to yourself. Holding the box of half of the supplies he needed as you found a place to sit just close enough. Is he okay? Is he safe?

“Only two of the resident scientists were found. Wounded, but alive, sir.”

Your blood ran cold, and the drumming of your heart reached your ears. Only two of the three…?

“Which lab was destroyed this time?”

“The middle one, sir. We couldn’t make out whose lab it was with the debris and hazards.”

Static. That’s all you heard as your mind replays what the young soldier had said.

“Make sure you send in the troup, asap. We need to investigate the cause of this before the admin nags me about it.”

“Yes, sir.”   

And before you knew it, your feet had dragged you to run; leaving his supplies and just sprinting out of the evacuation area while the other officials in-charge of this evacuation hollered at you. 

To stop in your tracks. 

To stop and return to the safe area. 

To stop…

…and let the chances of him actually surviving whatever happened in his lab slip by.

Against better judgement, you ignored them and let the adrenaline take you there as fast as your legs wouldn’t be able to take you if not for the rising panic in your chest for his well-being.

Running past the corridors, you take deep breaths; deep breaths just enough to supply oxygen to your burning lungs from the uncalled for exercise.

You cursed at how unfair these halls had become. How you used to just waltz down the halls with him by your side is stretching long now that you were in a hurry. Now that time was of the essence.

Soon, you turn the corner to Corridor M-1, where Subspace’s lab is, and your eyes widen, catching your breath as you witness the state of destruction just from the look of the hall:

Light fixtures hang loose. Tiles cracked, soiled and misplaced. Wires and tubes exposed. Tables, chairs flipped and blown apart. Documents and equipment scattered, ruined and charred.

But no sign of movement…

…

No sign of him…

With what's left of your adrenaline, you push through the debris and ruin of the place that you once worked in with him…

Stepping inside of the lab…if you could even call it that with the state it’s in, it was worse. Moreso when your eyes landed on the other room, where the source of the explosion might have been.

You walk into the other room. Not caring whether your lab coat gets ashed, or how your boots were soiled, or how your knees almost buckled when you saw…him…

No words would leave your lips when you wanted to call out to him. To get his attention. To see if he would react…

You scrambled to get to him. To hold him. To lie your head on his chest and hear his heart beat.

Alive…That’s what you were hopelessly hoping for…

But as your legs gave out, dropping you on your knees, you got a closer look.

His crystal is gone. 

His mask, charred, broken and hanging by a strap. 

His eyepatch, gone. 

His face, unrecognizable. 

Horns, chipped and cracked. 

The modified sleeve he had for his rotting arm, gone, along with that same arm. 

Uniform, soiled, burned and tattered.

Tears streamed down your face as you held him close. You bit your lip to stop your whimper. Digging your teeth to your lower lip, you thought to yourself, This has to be a dream. This has to be…a nightmare…it has to be… 

Your breath hitched and, slowly, shook your head.  Wake up. Wake up! Y/N please wake up! You trembled. Your breath, your body, your hope, your hold on him…why won’t you wake up!?

Please…please…please please please— 

But reality soon sets in as moments pass.

No breathing. No heartbeat.

A strangled cry erupts as you bring him closer. Cradling, like how you would when even inventing became too much for him. When all he wanted was to feel the warmth of someone who truly loved him despite his difficult personality. When all he wanted was to have you close to him and listen to your voice…

Now…? You hold his unmoving body.

He is gone…

Subspace is gone.

Along with him was his lab, his plans, his future with you…and the gift that he made just for you. A gift that he spent his whole working hours to perfect, down to the fine details that you liked to add, no matter how ridiculous it may be. But you don’t know that.

And even if you knew about it, it’s already gone. 

Just like him.

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This was longer than I had intended. I also had different ideas of how reader would've seen Subspace die, but settled on this one. The first idea has reader scream-crying at his dead body in a hospital bed.

Anyways, make sure you rest well partners!

[tumblingaroundtofindout]

Well...okay, sure, why not darling? Let's make that happen, yeah?

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"My grogeous had a nightmare? Oh no, no, no!" He tried to whisper. Words muffled by his mask as he held you close, and held you closer when your body trembled with how much you're crying on his shoulder.

He didn't like getting his clothes soaked. Didn't like the disgusting feeling of cloth sticking to his already fragile skin. But that didn't matter for now.

What mattered was you and how you suddenly woke up and managed to have tears stain your gorgeous face while he was with you!

His brows furrowed as reasons filled his mind to what could have made you into this sobbing mess that oh so breaks his heart with every hitch of your breath!

What was your nightmare about?!

Subspace's thoughts were interrupted when you were slowly calming down. But you were still crying...

...my poor darling...

His curiosity can wait. His priority right now is you.

"It's okay, gorgeous...I'm right here." He assured you. Rubbing gentle circles on your back. "No one will take me away from you..." He repeats, "No one..."

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I've always wanted to reblog reblogs that have something to say about a post (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

AHHH ANOTHER PHIGHTING X READER BLOG....HIII!!!!

subspace x reader angst oneshot!!! Subspace found dead in 2025 real no clickbait‼️‼️‼️💯💯

Yes! Hi! Hello! It's another phighting x reader blog!

Anyways, thanks for the idea, so here's your order, partner.

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A handful of blueprints retrieved from the office of the Blackrock superiors. That’s what you had in your arms as you marched down the white-tiled halls. It was a simple task handed to you by Subspace; to accept back the blueprints that were evaluated and approved by the superior scientists.

Naturally, you would smile ear to ear with your uncontained excitement for him, but today was not that case. Something soured your mood. And that something just so happened to be done by none other than your lover. But, what exactly were you upset about?

You turned the corner; Corridor M-1, to where his lab would be. Still marching on. 

It wasn’t new to you that Subspace doesn’t want to be told what to do unless he was already planning it in the first place. Or unless the superiors told him so. Nor was it new that he doesn’t like to be rushed to finish something that requires his utmost perfection. Unless the superiors told him so.

It also wasn’t new to you that he would do anything just to see your gorgeous smile. Gorgeous…because of how awestruck he is whenever he sees your genuine smile. Your smile that’s worth more than any praise the higher ups could give. So beautiful that he could just stare at you all day…if it weren’t for his work.

But then the thing is… he didn’t want to do this simple task that you’ve asked him nicely about. Was it so hard to just update the systems of the Biografts? You’ve seen him do it before, but, sadly, noone was allowed to tamper with other inphernal’s inventions, which means you couldn’t do it yourself. So you asked him. But he just shrugged it off, saying it wasn’t necessary.

Oh yeah, it is not necessary, especially now that there’s a Playgrounder that could bypass the system protection if not updated constantly.

You huff, now more frustrated at his foolishness. It’s not being paranoid, it’s just…what if something would happen because of that simple detail?

The doors to his lab slid open upon detecting your presence, and you walked in like you weren’t upset with him. Heading straight to his drawers, where he keeps his plans, you pull on one labeled ‘evaluated’ and neatly place them inside for him to check on later, on which he’ll prioritize first and last.

While you were placing the blueprints inside his drawer, you heard a door slide open, followed by quick thumps of boots on tiles, and soon a pair of arms embraced you from behind.

Subspace.

“Hello, gorgeous!” Giddily, he greets as he rests his chin on your shoulder. “How are you this fine afternoon?” he hummed as he practically squished the good side of his face on your cheek, which usually makes you giggle. But now you greet him with silence.

Thinking you didn’t hear him, he cleared his throat, muffled by his gasmask. “Are those the prints I asked you to retrieve? Oh, how sweet of you!”

Nothing. You just continued placing them in the drawer. The sound of paper brushing on paper; the only thing that replied to his praise.

“Darling?” After a few beats of silence, Subspace pulled away, tense, like they were presenting him with a problem he didn’t know the answer to.

He swallowed, dry, and carefully reached for your chin. “Y/N, is something bo–” You pushed away his hand and continued to place the last of the blueprints in.

You brushed him off. Not even a pip or hum or smile from you…Did he do something wrong? 

Think, Subspace, think! He thought. What did he do to have brought you to give him the silent treatment?

..

Was it something he said earlier?

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You had closed the drawer as quietly as you could before you walked past him and took the checklist off his desk. List of materials he would need for his current project that was more important than safety precautions.

Just when you thought you could get away with not talking to him, you soon face him after he grabbed your shoulder and turned you to look at him. Your eyes widened for a fraction before you blinked at him and returned to your neutral face.

He now grabbed both of your shoulders, not letting you go. “Is this about the system updates?” His only good eye staring into yours, looking for answers. And your furrowed brows were enough to make him sigh.

“Oh, and here I thought it was something serious.” His bravado returned, exhaling a laugh when he finally realized your reason. 

You were about to say something; about to correct him that it is serious, but decided not to as you just huffed and shrugged off his hands and walked away towards the door.

“C’mon, darling! It’s not that urgent!” He walks after you. “I’ll just do the update after I’m done with the current project!”

The system would’ve been hijacked by then, given the chance. You argued in your mind as you walked out of the door. But before you could step out of his lab, he grabbed your arm. Firm yet careful not to hurt you.

“Y/N, please!” He was practically begging at this point. “You’re depriving me of your smile and voice!” he pulled you in his arms, like how someone would hold something precious. “Won’t you grace me with your attention once more?”

Subspace held you closer; head to his chest, mindful of your horns, hoping it would get you to speak again. You’ve always liked the sound of his heartbeat; it reminds you that he still has a heart…somewhat.

Just one word. That’s all he’s asking for. Just to know that you still care about him…

But you just huffed, not really in the mood with his shenanigans. Not when he couldn’t even do a simple task that he’s done a hundred times.

So you tried to pull away, but he kept you in place. “Oh, come on, darling, please..!” he rested his chin on your head. “I’ll, I’ll update the Biografts today!” he blurted out.

“Really?” You quickly answered. Hopeful as you pulled your head from his chest to look at him.

“Later. Before we clock out.”

You stared at him and his smug look. The kind that says “I finally got you to talk.”

So much for the silent treatment, you told yourself. Crossing your arms, you turned your head away from him while he still trapped you in his arms. “You’re insufferable.” you huffed.

He scoffed, “You wouldn’t be saying that if I told you that the superiors wanted me to finish this project,” he then grumbled, “as soon as possible…”

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“What?” You looked back at him, dumbfounded. 

“Why didn’t you tell me? I would’ve understood!” you held his hand as he let you go. “I mean, between that and your safety it’s just…” you trailed off, thinking of what the superiors could do if he failed to finish the project they wanted done right away. No. You couldn’t possibly imagine what they might do.

“Yes, yes, I know. You worry about my safety.” He said as a matter-of-fact. “Relax, darling. Worry doesn’t look good on you…so does giving me silent treatment,” he mumbled the last part, but you just rolled your eyes, “So don’t let it get to your head, for I, Subspace T. Mine, am capable of my own safety.” he declared. The confidence in his voice leaves no room for doubt.

You sigh. “Fine…but you better keep your word.” you point at him.

“Of course, darling. Anything for you.”

You just exhale, relieved that you won’t have to ignore him anymore, and you peck his mask where his mouth would be and smiled. “I’ll see you later then.”

You could practically see him smiling with how bright his eyes shone when you finally graced him with your tender voice and radiant smile. Oh, how he could just stare at it for as long as he wants…but alas, he has work.

“And I shall await that moment.” he said with his dramatic flair before letting you leave his lab with his clipboard in your hand. Off to gather the supplies he needed for his project.

It wasn’t new to Subspace to do things that would benefit him. He had lost his conscience long ago! And yet…he had to shake off this bit of heaviness in his chest after lying to you.

It was a white lie. Harmless. Especially since this project wasn’t really a demand from the superiors. Rather, it was his demand to make something for you; a machine that you had thought of. Something that brought sparkles to your eyes that the stars at night would envy how breathtaking it was. How he loved to see you like that again. To see your face light up as one of your passion projects brought to life by none other than him! Your dearly beloved!

And now! Because of his dedication in building this contraption for…weeks! And impatience from wanting to see you as happy as ever! He’s almost done! Yes! So close! According to his calculations, he should be done before you two would clock out for today. And just before he could update his Biografts.

Unable to contain himself, he rushed back to the other room; his other lab, to continue his gift for you. It won’t be long before he could finally show it to you.

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If only he could show you…

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ATTENTION. ATTENTION. 

ALL INPHERNALS AT SECTOR M MUST EVACUATE THE BUILDING IMMEDIATELY.

WE REPEAT. ALL INPHERNALS AT—

Flashing red lights and alarms blaring out danger as security had already ushered the scientists and other residents stationed with you in the building. You had followed orders and now lined up with all the others.

You were down to half the list of Subspace’s supplies when you felt the ground shake and the lights flicker, accompanied by the distant sound of explosion. And now you’re here, being directed to the safe area.

While being ushered, you craned your neck to get a glimpse of those familiar horns and crystal. But so far, you caught no sight of him. That was until you picked on something you weren’t supposed to hear; pretending to mind your own business as you tuned in.

“Corridor M-2 is safely evacuated, sir.” The young soldier salutes at his commander.

He nods, allowing the soldier to be at ease. “What about M-1? Any survivors?” the commander inquired. This piqued your interest.

M-1? That’s…that’s the hall where Subspace’s lab is, you thought to yourself. Holding the box of half of the supplies he needed as you found a place to sit just close enough. Is he okay? Is he safe?

“Only two of the resident scientists were found. Wounded, but alive, sir.”

Your blood ran cold, and the drumming of your heart reached your ears. Only two of the three…?

“Which lab was destroyed this time?”

“The middle one, sir. We couldn’t make out whose lab it was with the debris and hazards.”

Static. That’s all you heard as your mind replays what the young soldier had said.

“Make sure you send in the troup, asap. We need to investigate the cause of this before the admin nags me about it.”

“Yes, sir.”   

And before you knew it, your feet had dragged you to run; leaving his supplies and just sprinting out of the evacuation area while the other officials in-charge of this evacuation hollered at you. 

To stop in your tracks. 

To stop and return to the safe area. 

To stop…

…and let the chances of him actually surviving whatever happened in his lab slip by.

Against better judgement, you ignored them and let the adrenaline take you there as fast as your legs wouldn’t be able to take you if not for the rising panic in your chest for his well-being.

Running past the corridors, you take deep breaths; deep breaths just enough to supply oxygen to your burning lungs from the uncalled for exercise.

You cursed at how unfair these halls had become. How you used to just waltz down the halls with him by your side is stretching long now that you were in a hurry. Now that time was of the essence.

Soon, you turn the corner to Corridor M-1, where Subspace’s lab is, and your eyes widen, catching your breath as you witness the state of destruction just from the look of the hall:

Light fixtures hang loose. Tiles cracked, soiled and misplaced. Wires and tubes exposed. Tables, chairs flipped and blown apart. Documents and equipment scattered, ruined and charred.

But no sign of movement…

…

No sign of him…

With what's left of your adrenaline, you push through the debris and ruin of the place that you once worked in with him…

Stepping inside of the lab…if you could even call it that with the state it’s in, it was worse. Moreso when your eyes landed on the other room, where the source of the explosion might have been.

You walk into the other room. Not caring whether your lab coat gets ashed, or how your boots were soiled, or how your knees almost buckled when you saw…him…

No words would leave your lips when you wanted to call out to him. To get his attention. To see if he would react…

You scrambled to get to him. To hold him. To lie your head on his chest and hear his heart beat.

Alive…That’s what you were hopelessly hoping for…

But as your legs gave out, dropping you on your knees, you got a closer look.

His crystal is gone. 

His mask, charred, broken and hanging by a strap. 

His eyepatch, gone. 

His face, unrecognizable. 

Horns, chipped and cracked. 

The modified sleeve he had for his rotting arm, gone, along with that same arm. 

Uniform, soiled, burned and tattered.

Tears streamed down your face as you held him close. You bit your lip to stop your whimper. Digging your teeth to your lower lip, you thought to yourself, This has to be a dream. This has to be…a nightmare…it has to be… 

Your breath hitched and, slowly, shook your head.  Wake up. Wake up! Y/N please wake up! You trembled. Your breath, your body, your hope, your hold on him…why won’t you wake up!?

Please…please…please please please— 

But reality soon sets in as moments pass.

No breathing. No heartbeat.

A strangled cry erupts as you bring him closer. Cradling, like how you would when even inventing became too much for him. When all he wanted was to feel the warmth of someone who truly loved him despite his difficult personality. When all he wanted was to have you close to him and listen to your voice…

Now…? You hold his unmoving body.

He is gone…

Subspace is gone.

Along with him was his lab, his plans, his future with you…and the gift that he made just for you. A gift that he spent his whole working hours to perfect, down to the fine details that you liked to add, no matter how ridiculous it may be. But you don’t know that.

And even if you knew about it, it’s already gone. 

Just like him.

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This was longer than I had intended. I also had different ideas of how reader would've seen Subspace die, but settled on this one. The first idea has reader scream-crying at his dead body in a hospital bed.

Anyways, make sure you rest well partners!

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BeanTana and Heretic Katana...

'Cause, my dears, now I just realized I won't be able to upload any request this week...again...

School started on Monday. Clinics duty began yesterday, and it was demanding (⁠〒⁠﹏⁠〒⁠)

Best I could do was doodle during lunchtime so... here's the little doodle for not uploading any of the requests.

Not x reader related, so it won't be having that tag :p

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TEAM TRAGEDY HAS WON! LETS GOOOOO

HUZZAH!

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CONGRATS TO YOU GUYS! ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

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There's going to be a delay...

Yep! There's going to be a delay in uploading the next request. Whether the upload will be later this week or next week is...going to be a surprise!

So here's a snippet of the oneshot, which is uh...still has a long way to go!

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Any episode of Phighting! would've been easy for you to put down so you could grab a snack and return to watch it. But this isn't any episode now, is it?

No. Not when your friend began making the stirred veggies did you not look up from the screen to check if you could ask for a bowl of it to snack on while watching.

You didn’t even notice the sun had long set and how dark the room was before Karambit opened the lights to cross the room, making you squint before going back to your show.

So what’s so special about this one? Was it the set of teams that are phighting against each other? The areas where the pight was taking place? Was a phestival on-going? Or…was it—

“Stop oogling on Medkit. Dinner is at ten.” Your roommate called you out. Not even looking at the on-going phight to know why you hadn’t left your spot for almost an hour. And every time it never fails to make your face burn. 

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Le gasp Mobile player spotted! I salute you and your determination.

Also, congrats on getting him! Hope you managed to recharge yourself after (✿◡‿◡)

Jesterspace frothing at the mouth for no real reason whatsoever

Lol. My dear, you say 'for no reason', I say...

...yeah, he's frothing for no reason.

Request this again on September! Not saying it's going to be a special month, but hey! You'll never know! Wink wink wink

Or on October! Checks Jesterpace's design. Maybe! Just a little doodle of him frothing like a rabid dog.

Also, is he obtainable this Phestival?

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Jesterspace frothing at the mouth for no real reason whatsoever

Lol. My dear, you say 'for no reason', I say...

...yeah, he's frothing for no reason.

Request this again on September! Not saying it's going to be a special month, but hey! You'll never know! Wink wink wink

Or on October! Checks Jesterpace's design. Maybe! Just a little doodle of him frothing like a rabid dog.

Also, is he obtainable this Phestival?

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. medkit fluff🥺 reader felt affectionate one day and decided to kiss attack his face

OwO Medkit? Medkit!

I shall do this idea justice! Get ready to kiss attack Medkit! Let's hope the doctor could tolerate that kind of affection.

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KISSABLE

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Medkit x Reader

Info: Medkit just came home late after being away for work for days. And just when he thought he could finally sleep peacefully with you near him, you just had to shower him with affection. Great...

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Medkit had just returned from work at the church after…a week of being away from home…from you…and of course he came home late, when you were already asleep. 

Or so he thought.

After preparing for bed, he thought you had fallen asleep under the blanket. He wanted to take a peek. To see you after days of…not seeing you. But decided to just kiss you through the covers, to where your head is. 

When he was in bed, with his body under the sheets, you, being the sneak that you are, moved to hug him from under the sheets. A dust of pink graced his cheeks and he couldn't help but click his tongue in irritation, a habit of his. But he wasn’t really annoyed with you.

Lifting the sheets, he saw you hugging his torso, already preparing to cuddle him as he caught you going on top of him.

“What on inpherno are you doing?” He asked, irritated, yet his blush still hadn't left his cheeks.

In a meek voice, you rested your cheek on his chest, gazing at him with such longing like how a dog would look at its owner after they returned from work. So sweet and innocent…he had a bad feeling of what you're about to say.

“I missed you…and thought I’d hold you since you’ve been gone for quite some time…” you gripped his shirt, emphasizing your point of missing his presence. Not wanting to let him go.

How could he say no to you when even he had missed your tender affections?

After a few moments of pondering and staring into your puppy eyes, he gave a resigned sigh and removed the blanket off of you and him. “Fine. Only because I…miss you too...”

In no time you nuzzled your face to his chest, tightening your embrace as the sensation of having your beloved in your arms swelled your heart with longing and warmth.

Medkit could do nothing but just accept all the love you had reserved just for him…and he'd be lying if he said he didn't want this. In all honesty, he wants this…but, maybe to some degrees only. Maybe.

He held you there in a loose embrace. A sorry display of a cuddle when compared to yours that’s trying to swallow him whole with your sweetness.

When you thought nuzzling his chest wasn't enough to pour your love, you gently pushed yourself to hide your face in the crook of his neck. More warmth soon crept from his neck to his face. Flustered from the sheer closeness, and his first instinct was to push you away, only to remind himself that…it's just you.

“I love you so much…” your muffled words of affirmation reached his ears, which twitched in annoyance…mostly to himself with how embarrassing he must look right now.

But your words made his face soften a little as Medkit soon had the courage to tighten his hold around you, just a little bit. “Love you too, darling…” and his reply with your little nickname, so rare, yet it's the very reason why your heart is just overflowing with love for him at this moment.

And, as if that wasn't enough to show how much affection you have for this blushing mess of a doctor, you asked him, turning your gaze at him from the corner of your eyes. “Can I kiss you?”

Oh, look what you did. Now he’s really a blushing mess now that you've asked that. You smiled gently at him, but he kept up his aloof demeanor, as much as he could with how warm his face was, he cleared his throat. “You can. But I’d rather you don't.”

“Please…?” You pressed your lips to his jaw. And then you pressed your cheek to his, and begged again. “Please, darling…?”

“No–”

“Please, baby?”

Medkit grimaced at that nickname. “Don't call me that, ple–”

“Please, sweetie pie, honeybunch?”

“What did I–”

“Please, my sweet loveydove?”

Medkit groaned as you continued to throw those nicknames at him, internally cringing. At least, it’s so cringey that he’s not blushing anymore. He groaned before he asked, “Will you stop calling me those stupid names if I agree to your request?”

“Yah.” You quickly answered. Now he's wondering whether this was your plan all along…

…Well, it's just you so…

“Alright.” he positioned you both to sit, with his back resting on the head of the bed while you're just grinning from ear to ear. Adorable little suck-up he’d call you in his mind. “You're lucky tomorrow's my day-off, or else I would’ve slept now with how late it is.”

“Oh, how generous of you, my love.”

His cheeks were dusted in pink again with your sweet tone and nickname…one that he tolerates this time. One that he adores.

Once settled, he lazily rested his hands on your hips as you gently held his face in your hands. So tender and loving as you reached his forehead with your lips. It catches him off-guard, but still welcomes it. The sensation that Medkit never seemed to get used to ever since you two got together. The sensation that still made his face burn, his heart beat wild, and his worries melt away.

After kissing his forehead, you moved to his cheeks. Hands gently moving towards the base of his horns. Adoring it with your thumb brushing over it before you began kissing his cheeks. You didn’t linger your kiss, but peppered his cheeks with light kisses. 

Medkit huffed and kept still, closing his eyes as you covered his face with your affection. Not really a fan of being showered with kisses…he prefers lingering kisses. 

The kind that would have you both think twice whether to keep kissing or not. The kind that would lead to a passionate one that would leave them breathless.

Unsatisfied with kissing his cheeks, you pulled away, pulling him also from his thoughts, thinking you were finished. But the look in your eyes says otherwise, raising his brow in curiosity. What were you thinking this ti–

“May I kiss you on the lips?” you pleaded. And the silence stretched on as he looked at you like you said something stupid. Which you did. Because he thought that was part of your plan already.

His subsiding blush returned again as he sighed. “I thought that’s what I agreed to.” And to assure you, he pulled you closer.

And there it was. Your eyes lighting up like the time the two of you went star gazing after much persuasion from you. The shine of intrigue and joy was evident as he looked deep into your eyes. Mesmerizing. Something he will never get tired of seeing.

You slowly leaned in, testing the water as you tilted your head. Making sure that Medkit was okay with this. He is, as Medkit leaned in as well, tilting his head, before you held his lips with yours in a tender embrace. Warm, and soft. Full of love and adoration. You both closed your eyes, savoring it.

A satisfied hum rumbled your chest as your arms snaked behind his neck and deepened the kiss, to which he obliged. Taking his hand from your hips to rest behind your head. 

Did you miss me this much? He wondered, taking a peek at you and just admired you this close. You were adorable. So much that it’s making his heart ache thinking you would grace him with this much love. I missed you too…so much…

Then you pulled away and took deep breaths, thinking that was the end.

Medkit was grateful for your affection; for showing him how much you loved him, and was about to rest his forehead with yours and call it a night when you kissed him again. Eyes wide, and his gasp muffled by your lips on his again.

The warm, fuzzy feeling he felt when you first kissed him evolved into a burning one as you pulled away and kissed him again, seeming to be in a bliss as you poured your love into every kiss you gave him.

Okay, you were being too affectionate for Medkit’s tolerance, and he wasn’t in the mood for whatever comes after passionate kissing. He needed to think of a way, fast, to get you to stop before his brain autopilots into the heat of the moment.

Fortunately, he’s already got an idea.

Before you came in for another kiss, he gave feather-light touches on your neck. You yelped and raised your shoulder to stop his tickling, but he still persisted.

“Wait, Med–stop! Ahhahah!” You begged until you started giggling.

His light touches turned to tickles as he also poked your ticklish side. Effectively stopping your affectionate assault on his lips and turning you into a giggling, laughing mess as you fell beside him in bed. Curled up to defend against his attacks. But it was a pointless defense as he knew where to attack.

“Waitwaitwaitwait–stop–!” You said between laughs “Medkit–!”. But he didn’t listen as he just smirked at you. 

Medkit continued tickling you until you couldn’t utter anything understandable anymore, to which he decided to show some mercy and laid at his side of the bed. Elbow propped as he rests his head on his hand. Watching you recover from being brutally attacked on your ticklish spots.

You heaved and took deep breaths. Coughing some bits of laughter before clearing your throat with how much you laughed. You wiped your tears of unexpected laughter while your face took its time to return to its natural color with how red you were from laughing.

Rolling on your back, both you and Medkit laid in bed in a comfortable silence as he waited for you to fully recover. And when you did, he chuckled. “How was that?” He started, “That was me stopping you before it gets heated.”

You coughed again to clear your throat before you gave a pout. “You always ruin the fun…” a little whine for ruining your flow of affection over him. He just rolled his eye at you. A small smile gracing his usual neutral face, while you huffed at him. Smiling as you close your eyes and reflect on this rare moment with him. 

Sensing you at peace, Medkit couldn't help but gaze at your relaxed features, illuminated by what little moonlight pierced through the curtain of your shared bedroom. The slow rise and fall of your chest. A reminder that you’re still alive. That you’re still here. 

Your smile, that proved to him that there’s still something bright for him to look forward to in his chaotic life.

And your eyes…

With his free hand, Medkit scooped your head gently, mindful of your horns. His sudden touch after his tickling surprised you as you opened your eyes to look at him as he rose from his side. But soon relaxed when he touched his forehead with yours.

Your eyes…gazed lovingly at his lone eye. Adoring you through his half-lidded one, on how you seem to hold an entire galaxy in your eyes with the way they always lit up. And he still doesn’t get why they do that whenever you look at him with such tenderness and affection. It never fails to draw him in.

Closing his eye, savoring this moment, you did the same and sighed. Content, and Medkit planted a kiss on your forehead.

“Good night, Y/N…” he whispered. Almost afraid to break this tender moment. But not you.

You wrapped your arms around his torso, nuzzling him again as he just sighed and settled in bed with you already latched on to him again as he laid on his back while his arm wrapped around your back, pulling you closer to him.

You huffed a laugh before looking up at him again with those eyes that would look at him like he was your universe. “Sleep well…Medkit…” you yawned, getting comfortable beside him.

And just like that, slumber has claimed you. And, soon, Medkit too had fallen asleep. Relaxed and at peace with you snuggled by his side.

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I had too much fun writing this. Now I need to focus on the other oneshots.

To the anon that requested this, I hope it fits your expectations. (～￣▽￣)～

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Heads up, partner!

Just a little heads up.

Accepting requests will be closed once August rolls in, and will reopen on September.

This is so I can focus on finishing the current requests without having to check for new ones and to focus on enrolling for this school year (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

So to those who has na idea brewing, this is your sign to share it! Or not! There's still September.

Update will still be once a week, and requests will be done before September arrives (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

Also, a big 'ol thank you to ya'll for stumblin' on this blog and reading them stories and to those who decided to be a regular (followed the blog). I'm not big with numbers since I just write whatever and share 'em with the ideas you guys have also shared, but everything's a blessin' from God (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡

Again, thank you all!

So, accept my gratitude within 3hrs & 20min as a queued oneshot 🫶

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hi im the bh x ftm reader guy ... ummmm uhhh i didnt think this through i dont do this a lot sorry if its vague O _ O i wouldnt want the reader to be as strong or as smug . they just have normal strength (and also a little insecure umm) but id like if they were rowdy .. like playfully aggressive if that makes sense . muahahaha

thank u for asking though :) i appreciate it

Oh, hello dear! And thank you for answering!

There's no need to apologize since you've added in the detail that I needed, which is greatly appreciated. \(￣︶￣*\))

I also received your additional message of reader being 5ft short. This is going to be adorable with reader acting like that!

I'll start working on it after laying out the oneshot requests!

(o゜▽゜)o☆

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Leans over the counter

Yes, to the darling anon that sent a romantic, fluff, headcanon request with Banhammer x ftm reader

Yes, dear, although you have specified what gender the reader would be, I'm curious as to what you want the reader to be like.

I will be turning reader to gender neutral (as that is the preference in the pinned post), but now I'm curious on what you had in mind for reader to be.

Do you want them to be almost as strong as Banhammer? Rival his own smugness?

I had to ask since it's better than overthinking it :p like, there has to be something in ftm that you want to be shown, yeah?

Please let me know, dear, and take your time in brewing your idea.

(o゜▽゜)o☆

[tumblingaroundtofindout]

May we have some katana x reader fluff content muehehe 💥

Katana! KATANA!

Time to serve up some Katana iced tea!

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You're Staying By My Side?

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Info: General headcanon between you and Katana dating, being together and him trying to show his care for you. ･ﾟﾟ･｡｡･ﾟﾟ･｡｡･ﾟﾟ･｡｡･ﾟﾟ･▬▬ι═══════ﺤ

First thing in dating this hunk of an inphernal is that you cannot remove his mask. Not yet at least. Maybe deeper into the relationship he may…but then again, does it matter if you can’t see his face?

Makes you your favorite kind of tea whenever you come over to his place. Adores how you seem satisfied after you drink it. You thank him and praise him with how soothing it tastes.

You enjoy feeding his messenger birds, which made them docile and in favor of you. Though he knew this very well, however, he doesn’t know how much you’re giving them. Katana only starts to question it when they start to look rather…plump.

You love helping him with his training, whether it be bringing him snacks and drinks, being his sparring partner (if you can fight), just being there while he trained, tending to his wounds which depends on the intensity of his training, even preparing his warm bath after training and massaging his sore muscles.

Speaking of training, you worry about Katana sometimes, especially when he goes too rough on himself in his self-training. You had to gently scold him about it because of how bloody it gets sometimes. He does apologize about it…then proceeds to do it again, albeit a bit merciful of his hands this time.

Both of you like cooking together. Where you teach him some Thieves Den dishes, while he remakes the different dishes from where he’s from. Though, he’s more interested in learning the native dishes. Earlier in your relationship, he would refuse to make any dish from Lost Temple. But now he doesn’t mind a little bit. Would still prefer learning Thieves Den’s food.

Likes to accompany you whenever you’re going to town. When he hears you mention that you’re going there, he would offer his company, to which you would gladly accept. It gets him off his self-training for a while, and he gets to protect you. It’s a win-win.

Had offered to take you home at the start of you two dating. Also insisted that one of his messenger birds would accompany you home if you insist that you can go home by yourself. But ‘no’ doesn’t become an option when it’s late. He will get you home safe.

Even deep into your relationship, he still takes you home to make sure you get home safe. Would let you stay overnight if it’s too late and you insist.

Whenever you came over and decided to sleep over, he would have you take the bed room while he slept in the living room. That was at first. But now? He sleeps with you in the bedroom, hugging you from behind. Mask still on though. But that hasn’t stopped you from loving him.

His reasons on why he wanted to rid the world of corruption had an addition. You. Ever since you came into his life, he’s been more tense, more motivated to train himself; to better wield his gear, have a better chance against the growing corruption, and…to protect you. His cherry blossom amidst the rot that consumed the inpherno little by little. He can’t imagine you falling victim to the darkness.

Earlier in your relationship, Katana would often wait for you to initiate physical contact, or sometimes he asked first; if he could hold your hand, or if he could cuddle with you, or if he could lean on you.

Speaking of physical contact, he was…anxious of laying his head on your lap whenever you ask if he wants to. That was at first because of him fearing you might remove his mask and see his scars. But when he suddenly woke up from a nap and realized he was leaning on your shoulder and you did not remove his mask? And when he kept accidentally falling asleep in your presence and still did not remove his mask? He might actually ask if he could lay his head on your lap…maybe.

He did ask, and although you couldn’t see his bashfulness, you can hear it in his voice; how it’s more quiet, choosing his words wisely, afraid that he might upset you. But you just smiled and offered your lap for him as a pillow.

Likes to touch foreheads with you. Gently putting his covered forehead to yours. A sweet reminder that you fell for a gentle giant. It doesn’t matter what the occasion is, it’s his way of showing he loves you.

Loves listening to your voice, especially when you have him laying his head on your lap. How soothing your voice is, and soft and tender whenever you speak. It was different from the bickering of the trio next door, and way different from those he’s spoken to…back in the past. Yours was like a gentle breeze, bringing refreshment.

You would often find him falling asleep whenever you’re near. When you told him about it, he was a bit shy, but told you that he feels at peace whenever he’s with you. You blushed at his reasoning. Because, what do you mean this inphernal, who was tense and a bit anxious at the start of your dating, is now comfortable in your presence? You can’t help but smile so tenderly at that.

You hadn’t seen his face, but regardless, you still love him and keep reminding him every time you two are together. You’d even send him some letters sometimes, about how much you love him and have his messenger bird bring it to him. Then he would respond with one of his own poems about you. You store the things he’d send somewhere special.

There was one time, while sitting by the porch of his apartment while you were stargazing, he couldn’t keep himself from staring at the pretty light… You. And he wanted to be vulnerable with you, like how you are with him. Wanted to take off his mask and just…feel you caress his scarred face…to show him that you still loved him despite his looks, his past, despite everything that he thought was wrong with him. But, he still didn’t. Not yet. Maybe someday he’d have the courage to show his face to you. Until then, he’s gently touching foreheads with you.

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I saw a drawing of him with a messenger bird, and thought I'd add it in :p It was going to be a oneshot but changed my mind. I'm starting to get a hang of this headcanon. A little, but it's progress. Will take a second part of this that's more focused on him actually letting you remove his mask. Just let me know, yeah?

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I Just Realized...

So I can actually put in different colors in texts!

Which means, I can use the colors assigned to each phighters for the titles!

Yeee!

Also, added the phighter x reader after the title, and info about the the output of the request :p

So yeah! expect some edits with the earlier requests, but only on the color of the titles and the divider.

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Hii I'm here to make a request! Bare with whatever I'm saying because of the moment I'm writing my brain is going haywire, anyways!

Could I get a romantic Banhammer (if you write for him) x reader where they first meet in a cafe. I suck at putting things into words but if I were to properly explain it, it would be first meeting to romantic relationship.

Also if it's not too much to ask could it be fluff and in headcanons format. Again, sorry for the messy request!

Why of course partner! I write for that big ol' warden.

And don't worry too much 'bout how you made your request, I understand it pretty well!

Although...it might be a bit ooc since I made him a bit soft. With you at least, hehe

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Is There A Table Reserved Inside Your Heart?

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Info: Banhammer and you first met at a café that you were a regular in. And when first impressions left him impressed? He just might become a regular...in your heart. ■━■━■━■━■━■━■━■━■━■

When you and Banhammer first met it was at a café that you were a regular in, and he…was holding up the line in an afternoon rush. You sympathized with the cashier and the inphernals that were waiting in line, and since you were the next one after him, you decided to help him out.

Did it go well? Well of course! Since there’s free food involved. Banhammer can’t argue with someone who’s paying for his food. You got your favorite food and drink in the café, and him? You got him something protein heavy with a big ol’ guy like him, and a refreshing drink to go with it.

You sat with him, which he didn’t mind. Initiated small talks with him, just the basic questions about him. Then he shut up when the food arrived and you both enjoyed your food. And when you asked if he liked it? He denied it, saying he could do better. You let it be despite his reaction while eating contradicting his statement.

First impression was decent enough. He wanted to get to know more about you, but he forgot to ask for your number. I mean, you forgot to give him your number. Which was rude! So how will he get to spend time with you? Not that he liked your company or anything.

Simple! He’ll go to the same café whenever he visits crossroads. Or when he has some spare time from his duties; hoping his momma doesn’t see him there. But he couldn’t seem to run into you!

Until one day, entering the café, he saw you! You were next in line to order AND there was no one next in line after you! So he grabbed the opportunity and quickly got in line behind you.

You two end up sitting together again, despite the café not being full. He also tried to get you to pay for his food again after he butted in to have his order taken along with yours. But to his dismay, you refused. Not that it bothered him. Moreso surprised that you’re not a push-over and are not afraid of him.

Conversations with him were easy to begin with, and you both seem to never run out of topics to discuss. Whether it’s a random question about something he doesn’t know and you just explaining it to him, him laughing about the criminals he caught just recently, just whatever pops in your mind.

Then, before the both of you part ways again, he actually remembered to ask for your number. And you gladly did. Expect some random texts and calls from him just sharing what he did that’s so amazing he just had to tell you!

Safe to say that after that day you both have grown an interest with each other. With you slowly falling for him, and him…recovering from how hard he’s fallen for you. 

He’s still in denial, mostly because being in a relationship with a mortal is no laughing matter to him…not after what happened to his cousin. So of course he has to consider whether you are really for him, or he’s just catching a seasonal thing.

And that doesn’t stop him from still meeting with you. Whether that be in the café (that you both are now a regular in), or playing golf with him or doing your favorite sport, spending time with him and his co-workers at Banland for a barbeque.

Even during his duties and he sees you? All plans to enjoy his fight or chase with a criminal quickly disappear as he does the job with such speed that surprised the criminals and those he put in-charge of taking them to prison. All so he could get a few minutes to chat with you before you went to your job or whatever you were doing.

It isn’t new that Ban Hammer has a hard time reading other inphernal’s emotions. Or rather, how oblivious he can be. But when it comes to his momma and you? He’d be letting the gears in his brain work whether what he would do would upset either of you. Thankfully though, you point it out, so he’s learning.

Speaking of his momma, Windforce had a hunch that what her son thinks of you is not just mere friends. Though there’s not much to worry about since he does speak highly of you. Maybe someday you two could meet each other.

One time, you told him that next time he invites you to Banland for a celebration of some sort, he would have to fly you there himself, with how expensive the transportation was. You were about to pass it as a joke, until he agreed to it with no questions asked. Did you get shy about it? A little, but a free ride is a free ride, so you just shrugged it off. Was Banhammer screaming inside like he just won the lottery? Absolutely. But he plays it off with his bravado, saying that carrying you there and back is a piece of cake. Could even help with his flying.

It was after that that he realized…that his feelings for you were not a seasonal thing. He’s fallen. Guess you could say he’s just waiting to catch you if you were falling for him too. Or, you don’t have to know about it and he could just pretend he doesn’t have feelings for you. 

This proved to be difficult whenever he’s around you because…how could he not catch feelings for you when you so easily and patiently explain to him what he doesn’t quite understand  (even when he wouldn’t admit it) just so you could both be on the same page. When you could make his heart threaten to jump out of his chest with your smile and laugh. When you weren’t afraid to tell him off when he hadn't realized he did something that upset you. When you actually made him his favorite food and it tasted so good.

Now he’s just looking to find a way to confess to you without it being awkward and ruining what you both have. And it was granted to him. After a celebration at Banland, Banhammer had carried you in his arms, close to his chest for security, which you didn’t mind the proximity of because it’s him! The inphernal you had managed to fall in love with. How could you not reward him after that safe trip back at crossroads? So after you thanked him as you punched his arm playfully, you then pulled his face for a kiss on his cheek. Pink dusting your cheeks before you bid him goodbye and left him to his short-circuited brain. And that was it! His cue to make a move!

Did he send a text after that? He did! Asking if he could meet you at the designated time and place because he wanted to tell you something in person.

Banhammer would be at the café earlier than the time he gave. He was nervous, which was funny because he had received many threats in his line of work, many criminals that could hurt him if they knew how to wield their gears well. And this? Having to confess to you is making him worry? Maybe because he was afraid of how you would react.

He made sure to order your favorite when you finally arrived and sat across from him. And after both your food were served, you started the conversation with a rumor you heard going around crossroads. But when you heard him say your name in his tone without his usual flair, something you rarely heard, you stopped mid-bite and looked at him. All your attention is now on him.

You’re making his hands sweat a lot, which he kept clutched together on the table as he told you how much you’ve affected him and how deeply he has fallen for you. He tried to look at you through his blindfolds but he was too overwhelmed with how stunning you were. Good thing you can't see him averting his eyes.

After he confessed, you smiled at him, placed your hand on top of his and also poured out your heart to him as to how long you have grown to love him. And it was after your confession that he asked if you wanted to be more than friends; to be lovers instead. And you agreed.

Would now often drop by your apartment to spend time with you. Yes, he wants to bask in your presence. Whether just chatting, or snuggling or cooking for the both of you. He’ll be like a satisfied puppy with the amount of attention you’ve given him in your quality time.

You don’t know how much he had yearned to hold you in his arms. So the best activity, in his opinion, when he comes over in your apartment is just cuddling with you. He would hold you like the most precious thing. Would often tighten his embrace a little bit, just to remind him that you were still there and that this was, in fact, real.

Whenever he stays over for the night, you would lay on top of him and sleep there as his heartbeat lulls you to sleep. He was so still and quiet when he realized you had fallen asleep, and it never fails to make his face burn whenever you do. Like, you gotta warn him if you were going to sleep on top of him. Then proceeds to wrap his arm over you before whispering goodnight.

You would offer to teach him more recipes for him to cook. One time, when you mentioned that the recipe you were teaching him was dear to your heart, he paid more attention to you. Telling himself that he would cook it himself, just for you. He would also ask you to teach him how to cook the dish that his momma liked.

When the time came that Ban Hammer wanted to introduce you to his momma, you brought her favorite food when you two traveled to her domain. She was already accepting of you two, but was more accepting when she tasted your food. There were no more doubts, especially when he was boasting about you again.

During your days off, you would stay over at Banland to keep Banhammer company. It’s something that he insisted because he wanted to enjoy any time he could spend with you while you were still here. Plus, you get to be carried again as he soars the sky.

His eyes. What about his eyes? Whenever he removes his blindfolds during cuddles, and his two pairs of eyes gaze at you with such love and adoration, as he smiles so tenderly at you, with his cheeks dusted red and strong arms wrapped around you in a protective hold? You can’t help but get lost in them. He takes that as an opportunity to steal a kiss from you though, leaving you shocked and flustered.

Next to cuddling, he likes kissing you. Especially when it’s stolen. He adores seeing you all blushing and shy. He also likes you kissing his forehead after he agreed to you removing his blindfolds, which never fails to make his face burn.

Ban Hammer, the raging tyrant and warden of Banland, loves you dearly and loves to be with you whenever he can. Loves to boast about you. Loves to cook with you. Loves to go back to the café with you where you two first met. Loves to hold you in his arms as he soared the skies. Loves your voice, your cooking, your smile, the shine in your eyes when you’re so focused, the blush on your face when he catches you off-guard, and most of all…your very presence.

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I thought writing in headcanon format would be easier, but when your brain is used to story writing...it's actually harder. But I'm learning! o(￣▽￣)ｄ

Partner, I hope this request fits well with what you had in mind o(TヘTo)